Shoes Upon the Sand
Pointed toe and heel so high
she walked along the beach
The surf rushed in with foam and weed
to dance upon her feet
But dreams of things so far away
the wet she did not feel
Pink sunset soft and falling
upon the empty shore
The time has come to leave the day
to leave those dreams so far away
Stepping upon the dunes and grass
the marshmallows wet and soft
Laughing about the walk she took
in shoes of Sunday best
Brought things to mind that mattered not
and knew what mattered most
To do a little living
and wear the shoes to laugh and dream
upon the sandy coast.
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