"Yours"

By , Hollidaysburg, PA
“Yours”

I watched the sun,
fall into the ocean,
listened to two seagulls,
holding a brief conversation,
smelled the salt water,
deep into my lungs,
and buried my hand in the sand.

One shadow was missing,
yours.





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