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A walk along the beach…with someone whom I love

is just one of the many things I will never tire of

I’ll never tire watching the waves as they paint their watercolor patterns on the land,

the taste of salt upon my lips 

or making footprints in the sand.

I’ll never tire of the wind…

how it quickly changes from a bluster to a gentle breeze 

as it scampers across the sand 

and exits through the trees.

I’ll never tire of searching for that unique shell 

one I’ve never seen before

or wondering how all these shells have found their way onto this shore.

I’ll never tire of the clouds and sky and the grandeur of the view

of how the white sands of the beach blend with the ocean and sky blue

There is a simple beauty here

It is soothing

hypnotic

surreal

It always amazes me when waking on the beach

how wonderful I feel.

and how blessed I am to be sharing this walk 

with someone I love…

perhaps the most important thing…

I will never tire of…

He loves to walk along the beach…where a perpetual sea breeze blows.

He loves to walk in his bare feet and squish the sand between his toes.

When asked why he walks the beach…he smiles…and with the wind tousling his hair

he speaks about about his happiness…and the riches he finds there…

“Where else but on the beach,” he says,

“where the water meets the land

can you touch the stars in the middle of the day

and find treasures in the sand?”

Walking on the shore 
Beach 
Beach
Feeling the sands between 
My toes seeing the waves 
Hitting the shore 
Beach 
Founding seashells on the 
Shore some are big some
Are small some are medium
They come in different sizes 
And shape walking back to 
The car looking back and
Seeing the beautiful sunset 
Behind the ocean and the 
Beautiful clear calm water 
Beach 
© Amanda Kay Hill
1/7/17