Yesterday's Memory
Walking barefoot
in the sand,
Holding tightly
to your hand.
While you're
looking up at me,
What a memory
this will be.
Just a mother
and her son,
Goofing off
and having fun.
In a moment
all alone,
The greatest joy
I'd ever known.
Written by,
Sheri Lynne Evans
December 13, 2005
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