What I will remember,
The salt in the air comes
Before eyes find the water
Holding her tiny hand,
As she toddles over lumps of sand
Carrying the stroller across
My back, because the wheels stick
What I will remember is
The sound of their laughter,
The pride in their face when they
Show me what treasures they’ve
Discovered;
Shells, mostly cracked and ordinary
But to the eyes of my children-
Riches to carry home!
What I will remember is
Holding her in my arms
The sunlight in her curls
Lighting her face
What I will remember,
The sounds of the waves crashing
Their delight over foaming water
Covering their toes
I will remember our shadows
Growing long
The night coming when we are
Full of salt and warm from sunshine
The way my soul was lifted
By their love like angels
recovering motherhood 