Pier Memories

I sit and listen, one ear hears music the sweet sound of two in perfect harmony, the other listens to the leaves brushing against the hard concrete as the wind carries them away. When the ear listens the mind wanders, back to a time when the night was just right, the moon out in full, lighting the vastness of the ocean, feet immersed in the cold soft sand, heart warmed by one embracing me tightly. For this I am thankful, to the One who created it all.