Summer afternoon by the shore…
We watched the tide slowly rise…
Wondering…
How far would it come…
Before the sun went down?

Will the delicate waves
Reach to tickle our toes?
You asked…

We sailed an abandoned fisherman’s boat
on dry sand…
Lying on our backs…
Watching the summer clouds go by…
Listening to the ocean sound…
And the seagulls cry…

Will we ever be found?
You asked…
Just before we heard our names….
From a voice that called us back…

Time to grow up kids!
It loudly said…
At summer end…