How sweet it is to be loved by you……
Yet you’re not physically here with me now. You would have loved our life down by the coast. Not hot like the Dar es Salaam beaches you were brought up on, yet the freedom of these beaches to roam, to fish and play any time.
I know you are with me when I go to these places as I talk to you, as I walk with you, as I remember your presence on the many beaches we have walked together.
