Adri

Sandy Beaches


Flat open sandy beach
small waves on my little feet
Mami holding my little hand, guiding me
smell the salty breeze
hear my grandparents voices in the distance
Happiness!
I turn and see another wave
Scared I hold onto Mami’s leg
Mami says, “nene, it’s okay.”
small waves on that flat sandy beach
Mami there standing beautiful and strong
holding my little hand
all life long



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