I sat down beside the window.
Out on the beach I saw Archie walking with one of the art students.
They were talking intensely,
stopping every now and then
to pick up a shell and look at it together.

I remembered that Jeff and I
had walked along a beach not far from here before we were married.
Now, he and the boys were somewhere on the beach, out of my sight.
I wanted to see them,
to go home with my family.