As the warm sun covers the seashore
with its sweltering bright and hazy light
And all around above the flying seagulls
coo and dance together in lazy flight,
Watching, I sit upon my beach chair fanning
my face with both my sunburned hands.
And listen to the soft rushing sounds
of breaking waves sweeping over the sand.
"Mommy! over here" he called waving to me
"Hurry! come and see what I have found."
And as I walked over to where he stood
I could see a shining object on the ground
"Isn't this neat!" He said to me as I finally
reached the spot where my little boy stood.
And holding out the round object he waited
as I replied, "I'd like to hold it if I could."
"Sure you can Mommy, but only if you give it back,
cause this is my treasure to put in my sack"
I smiled as I shook the sand out of his crumpled hair,
and said, "you found it first and that's only fair."
And as we walked back to the spot where we stayed
I smiled and remembered when on a beach I had played,
as a child with my brother and where we too had found
a round shiny sand dollar sticking out of a sandy mound.
Toni Taddeo ©
That's all there is my friends. I leave you with this fitting quote by ~Pierce Harris~ "Memory is a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things"... Until the next time dear friends be blessed.