Today I took a walk where my Father walked,
Shared the moments as we talked and talked.
I Felt the Sun warm sweet memories
as the smells and sounds of a long spent day roused inside my head.
Today My Father walked hand in hand with me
as I spent the day down by the sea.
The sights that tear my aged eyes
and flood my senses with salty smells that I remember with such clarity.
Today I shared the memory of a childhood spent
by briny waves and gentle seaside sounds and yet,
These secret offerings of mellow ripened times
are torn and shared like a freshly baked aromatic Bread.
Today he did not walk with me, I walked,
but not alone, for by my side a friend walked in his sted.
simple pleasures of being and breathing by the sea,
easy company, as the gentle harbour tides sparkled, shadowing that knowing sea bed.