Sometimes the woods
Sometimes the beach
I imagine
The hands held together
Down on the sand
I see
The rays through the canopy
And that over the sea
Tightens the hands
Hide and seek
And the bare foot walk
Makes me smile
The whispering
Silents the leaves
And even the tides
The smiles
Dwindle's the chirping
And the shimmering sand
The eyes
Lessens the grace of flora
And the beauty of shells
Words fall less
And the silence speaks
From the woods
To the beach I imagine
