#WritcoPoemPrompt124
A walk on a beach,
Both, on your bare feet,
So close and within reach,
A conversation brief but sweet.

Just small talk, about life and joy
Mostly about me, when I was a kid
He made me reminisce my bunny toy
And the silly things I said and did

We walked and talked
With no destination in mind
He mentioned the place
I loved to call my hide

The tree house I always go to
When I felt upset and down
And the time I made fun
Of the old man that often frowned

He made me remember the time
Where I ran to...