Sand Dollars

Fill my pockets with sand dollars

instead of real ones;

and tell me again that I’m beautiful

even though we both know you are lying.

Capture the sunlight in your smile

and the moonlight in your kiss,

as we stand on the shore

and watch the surf wash over our bare feet.

Fill my pockets with sand dollars

instead of silver coins;

and let us spend them to buy the soft breezes

that brush by your hand that holds mine.

Tell me again about how rich we are

to have each other,

a beautiful son,

and this special place.

Fill my pockets with sand dollars

instead of real ones;

and we will invest them in

a life together of

love,

laughter,

and each other.