
Sunday 28th July
Tiny grains of sand
Pounded by the sea
The tidal changes
Move relentlessly
With every ebb and flow
Shaping shores anew
Nature's silent dance
A timeless rendezvous
Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx









Sunday 28th July
Tiny grains of sand
Pounded by the sea
The tidal changes
Move relentlessly
With every ebb and flow
Shaping shores anew
Nature's silent dance
A timeless rendezvous
Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx








Tiny grains of sand touch my feet, I scream and holler like I have just been beat, sorry but this is what popped into my head as I read this
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Oh gosh 😅
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