Sammis Beach II
I cannot return to the place now
Where so many fond memories were made
Without a hint of sorrow
As the beach grass waves
And the sky light glints across the bay
I cannot see the children there
I feel longing, a hole as deep
As that blue water which cradles
A powdered shell that once housed my brother's soul
It was just as he'd written his wish
He was returned to this serene place
Where so many fond memories were made
Where ever else I may find myself
I can remember his laughter and his wit
Without a hint of sorrow
But where the blue water meets
The sand that, as he boy, he played upon
My heart longs for his presence again
Then we would run
And sing and paddle and swim
Without a hint of sorrow
~Kathleen Beebe Waygood
