It’s You.

The feeling of sand on my toes

The smell of salty air as the wind blows through my face & hair

Thinking of what could have been

In the distance, you see a young girl dancing around like no ones watching

You recognize her.

It’s you.

The innocence in her laughter and smile, not knowing what awaits her in life.

As you sit on this beach thinking about what could have been, you also remember the resilience that she’ll carry