The Sand Beneth our Feet

As i sit there on the beach the sand there beneth my feet.
My worrys fade to gray because i know thats were i will stay.
Sitting there in my chair on the beach with the sand beneth my feet.
As the waves lap the beach getting closer to my feet.
I stay there unmoved as the water is getting closer as i staring up
at the sky lost in deep thought with no worries on my mind.
As a gently breez begens to blow threw my long brown hair
i am sitting there in my chair with the sand beneth my feet.
But then i stare out at sea with the breeze blowing threw my hair,
and then i see whts ment to be standing right there next to me.
As i look to my side, i start to cry as you are looking in to my eyes
and see that you are the one for me. You sit there in the sand there
not in a chair watching the tears fall down my cheek. U see me there
over looking the sea with my hand there on your knee.
You look out to sea put your hand on mine on your knee and
then you see why your here next to me...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Please let mw know how this made u feel when reading this and if the title fit and also any other input would be nice.thenk you for reading.

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May I ask, where you are

May I ask, where you are from?
Your poem is nice, it gives off a sense of a peaceful moment or relief of some kind.

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From the usa

From the usa


The one who has faith has every thing!