He died
on my comforting beach
my favorite secret escape
from the city
my kite flying childhood cherished beach
he must have felt the same love for those waves
for the sun
and how it would set so deliciously
on those perfect Sundays
He died on a day that signifies rising from the dead
Doing something he loved
He lives forever in us.
on my comforting beach
my favorite secret escape
from the city
my kite flying childhood cherished beach
he must have felt the same love for those waves
for the sun
and how it would set so deliciously
on those perfect Sundays
He died on a day that signifies rising from the dead
Doing something he loved
He lives forever in us.
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