We walked today along the beach
Beside a cold and graying sea,
And pressed our little footsteps each
Into the sand. You said to me
I don't remember what, because
It didn't matter. Just that we
Had both been thinking of what was
And speaking what we hoped would be.
A tiny dog had gone before
And put his feet into the shore.
I cried, thinking of friendships without speech
Today as we were walking on the beach.
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