I remember those days,
Those long lost days,
Those footsteps in the sand,
When seagulls flew by,
In the summer sky,
Walking together hand in hand.
I remember those moments,
Those precious moments,
As if it were yesterday,
When the waves rolled in,
Such happiness in,
The hours we shared that day.
It's good to remember,
That day in September,
How do you forget the hand?
That held mine so tight,
When the sun shone upon,
Those footsteps in the sand.
Jayne Louise Davies
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Went to get the mail, it's cold and this poem warmed me up Bravo!