Dearest,    Long days prancing in the sand, wondering why the sun came out today. Happy you are; to be here, alive, well laughing with your toes in sand.      I pranced in the sand wishing you were in my hands, hands in my hand.
Wishing the sun never left. Daydreaming that you are here, Still and life didn’t take people we love. I smile laying in bed with sand on my feet and a smile on my face.         Anez        By moi terrified: the beach