Last Night

A Voice In The Garden

A Voice In The Garden

By A.W.Whitford

Granddad

"There may be something out there, past those stars, but if there is—I don't know for a fact what it is, or what it's doing. I'll tell you what I think it might be though—If you want."

The String by A.W.Whitford

                                                                     

Halcyon

I remember those days

Those halcyon days

Sand in my hair

The Sun on my back

The smell of the ocean

The roar of the waves

Your laughter

 

Blonde hair

Blue eyes

Brown skin

Cold beer

Heat

Smoke

 

Bare feet on the sand

Your hand in mine

Your lips on my sunburned face

Shots of tequila

Skin so hot and smooth

Sand on a blanket

The stars turned away

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