Touching the edge of the ocean,
Avon-by-the-sea nestles
it cloak of secrets
pressed on the faces of its residents
that reside in their humble abodes.

After somersaulting through life,
a man by the name of William watches
his grandchildren tumble
through galaxies of vivacious imagination.

They roll around in the painted
grass, flying through the
tainted sky.

If only he could join them.
Words of glossolalia spurt
and spill out of his mouth as he try's
to spit out the endearing words,
"I love you," to his wife
standing beside him.

He turns to her, and her eyes began to
bloat with pellets of liquid despair.

Shamelessly he turns his head
down. She quickly entangles their fingers
together. Like a puzzle piece, they interconnect
perfectly. The silence continues on..
but the love remains.