Rose petal mornings with strawberry afternoons
Along a rugged cove, a jaded sea, in crystal rain
We walked in the sand, climbed snow white dunes
And painted memories, of strawberry afternoons
We sat alone, you and I, within the circled shade
Beside the quiet blueness of the ocean's mirror
Sea oats swaying upon a hill, gulls that promenade
As we framed each dream inside our circled shade
We walked toward a cove beyond Emerald Hill
Sailed as pirates into a diamond colored sunset
For others, life was humdrum, sorta run of the mill
Unlike our wanderings beyond Emerald Hill
Sea spray fell as pearls lightly on the sand
As the sun touched the white caps on the water
Nature painted a portrait of no man's land
As pearls from the sea, wrote lightly in the sand
