Sand on the Beach | Poetry Remix No. 4

Feeling hot sand on the beach.

Ocean breeze runs through my hair.

Your hand settled between mine.

Worries – we forgot to care.

Can moments stretch into eternity

when you stop to look into someone’s eye?

Time always moves on – Sand sifting through hands.

Time always moves on – Moments always die.

Look back and dream of moments,

wishing again for that day.

But, as you dream of the past,

today slowly drifts away.

Featured Photo by Aron on Unsplash.

If you liked this post, please check out “Moments Frozen in Time” by MeRaw, as well as the original version of this post, “Moments Notice.”

“Sand and the Beach” ยฉ Joey Blue and, 2019. All rights reserved.

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Photo by Aron on Unsplash