A Walk at Sunset

Beach Waves

As seagulls peer into waves expecting the night to fall, an older couple are still holding hands, refusing to give up their walk, in spite of the chill,

in spite of the sun setting, they had seen enough of hell, to recognize the true treasure now. They would never let go of love, or each other. 

    

Note: From my archives.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, 2019, ancient skies

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29 thoughts on “A Walk at Sunset

  1. When love abounds everything is in balance. Love is all there ever is and love is all there ever was. Love is everywhere we just have to look for it and recognize it. Beautiful write Nico and show a testament of an enduring love.

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