“Naples Pier in Naples, Florida on a clear sunny day.” IStock photos
I pick up sea glass,
rub it between my fingers,
this heart-shaped God gift.
My dad finds twin shells,
quietly pockets them, then
makes earrings for me.
Sunset walk with Mom.
She tells me, “You’ll soon prefer
a romantic walk.”
Walking home from Pier,
something stings me on my foot.
Dad carries me home.
The sun dips itself
into the Gulf. We give a
standing ovation.
An early-sunrise-
beach-all-to-myself morning.
A short bike ride home.
Just curious how
many dads would carry their
teenage daughter home.
Turned out Mom was right.
And part of me holds regret
for lost walks with her.
Wonder if the next
to find the heart-shaped sea glass
saw it as God’s gift.
© Marie Elena Good, 2022
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