seasons of change

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{There is something deep within us that sobs at endings. Why, God, does everything have to end? Why does all nature grow old? Why do spring and summer have to go? ~ Joe Wheeler}

How her hand fits in mine, the way the mist smells rolling off the sea, the sound of her tiny feet stepping in the sand, a summer I will always remember.