Another Beach

We were on the beach again

you and I

I saw you, but only out of the corner

of my eye. When I tried to look you

weren’t there. Not gone, just

not there.


It’s not only on Mother’s Day, it’s when I see mothers

with their kids, brothers

with brothers, sisters

with brothers; my own kids, together. My nieces and nephews.

Thanksgiving and beach vacations and picnics and Tuesdays. It’s

a commercial and it’s

a song. It’s a show you would have liked.

It’s a sceintific article and a law passed and a pandemic you’d

have found fascinating. It’s being too often quiet

with my own thoughts. It’s this time of year.


The beach was empty, but for we two,

the blue sky noisy with gulls and the sea rushing, and you

vanishing somewhere between.

Peekaboo. I see you. Like when you

were little, your naughty grin full of snips and snails and

puppy-dog tails; your blue eyes more like violets

than the sky.



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9 responses to “Another Beach

  1. Lynne



  2. Elizabeth Young

    💜 ❤️ 💜 ❤️happy bittersweet day, mama.


  3. I was not prepared for how hard today would be. My heart is with you.


  4. Beautifully said and touched my heart, as always. ❤

    Liked by 1 person

  5. My heart breaks with every one of these, but in a good way. Not the usual way my heart is breaking. Thank you.


  6. Janis


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