I thought of you and how you love this beauty,And walking up the long beach all aloneI heard the waves breaking in measured thunderAs you and I once heard their monotone.Around me were the echoing dunes, beyond meThe cold and sparkling silver of the sea–We two will pass through death and age lengthen Before you hear that sound again with me.
-Sara Teasdale
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