They predicted rain, but the sun held,
and we put together a picnic for two birthdays,
and made our way down to where
two of the three offspring and two partners
met us at the beach, and laughed
and made strange sandwiches
and talked about lives
and had wonderful gifts
that made everyone smile;
and then wandered down the boardwalk
to gaze at that distant ocean
so vast and remarkable;
and the island whose path
appears at low tide only,
and we linked arms
and talked quietly in two's
and embraced the day.
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