We Became Best Friends On a Beach
under the moon on a balmy night
I discovered another child who liked to play
our adults were busy, being romantical
so, it was just the two of us
we giggled and laughed about our similarities
and we laughed about our parents
who had “fallen in love”
My mother was always falling in love
The other child told me that his daddy never had.
Maybe once before, but he was not sure
We spent an hour or more under the moon
Listening to the ocean waves, enjoying the warm breeze
As our parents became younger and more giggly
falling in love
Mine for the sixth or seventh time
His daddy maybe for the first time
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