Watching my grandsons sand boarding the dunes (finally)
Running the soft sand through my fingers.
My thoughts turned to you
Knowing this is where your heart still lies
even after all this time
How I wished to share with you
a picture of this spectacular view
Everywhere we went I could not help
thinking you would have loved it.
There was no message from you in my post box this year.
Not even enjoy the holiday
I miss you just a little bit
