A Skip In Time
Receded water exposing precious gems,
father and daughter walking through
this gold mine to get to the water's edge,
picking each gem with a perfect shape,
turning them in our hands to get the right feel,
then pulling back and letting them fly,
Skip, skip, skip... across the water they go,
laughter fills the air,
again and again...
skip, skip, skip, skip
look how far they go,
we compete, we laugh, we love...
precious gems and precious time.
Copyright © George Aul | Year Posted 2015
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