She looked forward to the fulfillment of a promise.
A treasure, ushered in by the morning’s tide, chosen especially for her.
Out of the endless trove of delicacies that sequined the beach,
She wondered which one would be her own?
She pressed her feet into the sand as the morning lazily passed.
She felt his presence beside her, he’d been there all along.
“What would you have for me today.” she prayed.
He gently put his gift into her hand.
“But this shell is broken,” she said with concern.
“As are we all.” was his reply.