Written by: Tucker Carwile Jr

                                We met on a Saturday,
                                    on a sandy beach.
                                 Worshipping the sun,
                                     back then when it was

                                  Speaking of small things,
                                     that I now hardly remember.

                                   But I do know,
                                        I never ask you
                                     your favorite color,
                                        or what flowers you liked.

                                    How strange it seems,
                                       remembering the small things
                                                in life,
                                       while the larger things
                                          appear so