May God bless you and your...
The tide recedes, but leaves behind
bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down, but gentle warmth
still lingers on the land.
The music stops, yet echoes on
in sweet, soulful refrains.
For every joy that passes,
something beautiful remains.
love,
Bea&Wes Reed
Bea Reed
June 26, 2019 | Pleasanton, TX