next to the Atlantic ocean
where a summer wind
made our hair
turn to grey
like the seagulls
that flew by us
i saw us age together
no matter what happened
in our lives
we would somehow reunite
just like the ocean meets the sand
your hand has been
my left hand when you were gone
now this reality my eyes have seen
the other side of me
no more lies no more dreams
walking with you again
taking me thru nature
somehow we've crossed
this familiar path we only know
sunrise will keep us in touch
there's no rush
there will be other influences
but nothing can take away
what will always be ours
Florida December 29 2019
Anthony Morningstar
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