those sweet summer days
we would walk hand-in-hand
swim together in the sunlight
and write our names in the sand
now the sunshine has disappeared
all the skies are gray
i walk alone and watch the waves
wash our names away
i won’t be back next year, my love
and altho we’re out of reach
i will never forget that summer
we will always have the beach
we will always have the beach
Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lignano/
