Saturday 6th February

“If there is a
heaven
for me,
I’m sure
it has a
beach
attached
to it.”

~  Jimmy Buffett ~

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Wandering along the beach
Lost in your own little world
Underneath your arm
A book is tightly furled.

Your brother would be surfing
Bodyboarding in the ocean
But you would take no notice
As reading was your passion.

That summer we’d stopped
At Daytona Beach in Florida
With cars driving on the sand
This, our annual trip to America.

The speedway and its museum
Were really quite fascinating
Programming noise simulators
High octane engines pulsating.

Are you still walking along
The beaches up in heaven?
The breeze through your hair
The sand in your toes, I reckon.

Goodnight, my little wanderer
May you walk the shores forever
One day I’ll bump into you
And then we will be together.

Love you, beach boy.
Missing you every day.

xxxxxxx