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As if

As if I could

As if I knew

As if you told me

As if you thought

As if I knew

what would happen

the beach

the waves

the sand

the sea

the sky

the clouds

the sun

twas you and me

the bikinis

the indian hippy bags

the long hair

the tanned brown skin

the coconut oil

the fish n chips

from that little beach corner store

 in queue along with the surfer boys

gleaming white

teeth

and wavy blonde beach blonde hair

we knew not them but adored from afar

the sandcastles

we played in

the balls we played

upon that sand

as kids we would

run and jump

and neatly land

beach cricket

volleyball

and basketball

our holidays

our childhood

so young and free

your deep blue eyes

your long blonde hair

your skinny hips

your tanned brown skin

like a dolphin in the sea

you would swim

a mermaid on those

rocks around the point

we wold lie and sunbake

and dream our  teen life away

these are the things i remember

of you

so when i see a seagull

come perch a foot away

i know its you

to come and say g'day

tribute to my dear Sister and our chilldhood and teens

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is the most tender tribute I’ve ever read! It reminds me of images fanning thru the mind’s eye, similar to thumbing thru old photos -- fragmented observations in a gush punctuated by a little extra introspection here & there. The longing & the affection can be felt, despite the scarcity of narrative in between a stream of scattered memories. Nicely effective style (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

thanks so much Margie means a great deal to me
I have a lot of memories
of her RIP