the beaches for web

If it’s the beaches.

If it’s the beaches’ sands you want
Then you will have them.

If it’s the mountains’ bending rivers
Then you will have them.

If it’s the wish to run away
Then I will grant it.

Take whatever you think of
While I go gas up the truck
Pack the old love letters up
We will read them when we forget why we left here.

From The Beaches, by Scott and Seth Avett