Many times,
I did enjoy
our ride home from the beach
Peter and Andrea,
in the backseat, fast asleep
They flew with seagulls,
playing pirates,
built castles by the sea,
swam and dove like dolphins
innocently carefree
Their collected treasures
tucked in pockets and in pails
laughter floating on the breeze
images etched into my soul
salty sunburned memories.
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