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Late afternoon, seaside Trying to bottle time Collecting these moments Like shells and sunshine Sun kisses shoulders, Water, and sand And nothing's arranged by The hands of man The surf presents shells Some broken and crushed Sometimes whole treasures are Taken back in a rush I try to hold onto the moments As close as one can Though I fumble as time slips Like sand through my hands Your eyes, child, are so filled With wonder and awe, You're my greatest adventures, The best gifts of all Time and tides change And unfold in no rush While pelicans fly Across sunset's blush Always fleeting
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Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 10:46 PM UTC
Late Afternoon, Seaside
Late afternoon, seaside Trying to bottle time Collecting these moments Like shells and sunshine Sun kisses shoulders, Water, and sand And nothing's arranged by The hands of man The surf presents shells Some broken and crushed Sometimes whole treasures are Taken back in a rush I try to hold onto the moments As close as one can Though I fumble as time slips Like sand through my hands Your eyes, child, are so filled With wonder and awe, You're my greatest adventures, The best gifts of all Time and tides change And unfold in no rush While pelicans fly Across sunset's blush Always fleeting
copyright VSM 2015 - contemplating how quickly childhood flashes by
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Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 10:46 PM UTC
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