In the Sand

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“In the Sand”

Shivering and glittering the night turns to gold,

looking into her eyes the night never gets old

Walking and giggling on the sand we did run,

not wanting the night to end, it feels like we’ve only just begun

The preschool song recalls in cheerful tune, the more we get together, together… together…the more we get together, the happier we’ll be

by glancing into the future I see myself on one knee,

A stallion and a mare colliding coming out of hiding, noses rubbing together,

every day is springtime regardless of the weather

Winter toils, the summer boils, soothness all around

The jealous dialed, I just smiled, I could not be knocked down,

In the sand, in the sand we did play, looking forward to a time we could do this every day

Wave after wave crashing on the joy-filled beach, I requested this moment in great beseech,

John Eddie sang about “Sleeping on the beach with you”, I find there are only a few things I would rather do

Two hearts, two hearts lined up to beat as one, waiting anxiously to see the morning sun

Yet in no rush waiting for the ball of fire to rise, my heart beats faster as I look deeper into her one-of-kind dove-like eyes

The sea tosses and a mermaid it did send, with great joy I welcome my lovely new friend

With the depths of the ocean telling me this is right, I want to hold her hand every single night

With an open heart I want this moment to be never-ending, I asked her Father for her hand, He said, permission pending…

About Timothy S.

I am of lover of all. I love people. I believe everyone should be heard and I hope during that process that peace, love, encouragement, learning and growth are spread throughout society. I would much enjoy if you interact with my Journey so I can learn from you. Sign up for email updates when I post a new article.
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3 Responses to In the Sand

  1. Betty Zittel says:

    Love is definitely in the air! Another good one!

  2. Argelio says:

    Yes, permission is in the Father’s hands.

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