A forward from Wallaert.

Apr 07, 2005 12:25


The Sandpiper

~Robert Peterson

She was six years old when I first met her on the beach near where I live. I drive to this beach, a distance of three or four miles, whenever the world begins to close in on me. She was building a sandcastle or something and looked up, her eyes as blue as the sea.

"Hello," she said.

I answered with a nod, ( Read more... )

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babymunster April 8 2005, 16:19:38 UTC
That was so sad. But i am glad i got to read it. Maybe i will pay closer attention to people in my life so that something like that never happens to me.

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