The Water’s Edge


Today she learned that playing at the water’s edge is the best spot. She made rivers and ponds dug all the holes. She splashed and stomped. And she washed her little sandy hands off and began again.

We always begin again.

We play and love and learn and grow. We do it wrong. We wash the mistakes off our hands.

We begin again at the water’s edge.

Author: Casey

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