Again, Love at the shoreline
Down a gentle slope,
Two souls walk in stride,
Lifting baskets filled with hope,
Mother and child, side by side.
A familiar scene,
The seashore and sun,
Angel and her little queen,
Mother and child, one on one.
A soft breeze strokes them,
Even shifts the sand,
For moments are precious gems,
Mother and child, hand
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