The day has come where I’m searching alone…
The perfect glass,
The perfect stone.
As I walk the beach, I reminisce…
Time spent with you here, as friends.
The laughter, fun, and tripping in the sand,
The times we held each other’s hand.
Mom, you were with me today…
Found in the beautiful pink glass, and the butterfly that flew my way.
A blessing to my heart, for I know we’re never apart.