somewhere, beyond the sea

Was off to find that picture…the one on the rocks by the Mediterranean, sun sparkling. If I think about it I can smell the salt air and feel my sunwarmed skin browning.

The top layer of photos is all dad. Young dad. Lolo.

Gobsmacked. What were those muscles? We just covered this…All the muscles slowly tense squeezing out yet more tears. I miss you dad.

Maybe I try to write again some other night. Maybe I can get back to tha moment by the sea when it was all okay.

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