I saw her in the distance 
She stumbled, then she fell
Once I got up to her
I could see she wasn’t well.

She had walked the beach for hours
In the dark, there in the sand
I could tell she was exhausted
She looked weathered …. she was tan.

I  offered her some water
She drank a little bit 
Hard for her to swallow
She took a few small sips.

I held her  in the moonlight
There beneath the stars
On the shoreline …. she and I
Rested in the dark.


Photo by Angela Galardi.

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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