Reposted for Fandango’s Friday Flashback – 21 August
Smooth pebbles litter the beach and stepping through them, I stumble
Laughing, I push windswept hair out of my eyes looking ahead, for my beloved
6ft, fit and carefree, he clambers, crawls and skips over stones and puddles
As I fall, I cry out; when I look up he is by my side, hand outstretched
The devotion and concern in his face renews my confidence in him
And as he lifts me to my feet, we gently kiss and he leads me carefully
Away from the pebbled and precarious ground, to the beach sand and safety
RANDOM THOUGHTS by Trish 
Very nice story. Thanks for sharing it with us.
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What a sweet and romantic piece. Love it.
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Gently sweet piece, nicley done
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Thank you.
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That’s just beautiful, and a great compariso between the walk on the beach and their relationship.
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Thank you. đ
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đ lucky Friday! Good work Trish xx
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Just a lovely piece of writing, Trish. ⤠It evokes feelings of peace and gladness that you have each other. â¤
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Trish, this is poetic much more than prose! Great piece. A bit like me reading the commitments – it’s even better when you can relate to the characters. Keep it up! Kevin
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Dude, love you – and your subtle name dropping! đ xx
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