Grandparents:
A boy wrapped in a thick towel,
After playing in freezing water.
A young couple:
refusing to declare defeat
against the evening’s chill.
Two women:
Spending time in silence,
With beers.
Little girl:
Carrying sibling piggyback,
Down sandy dunes, too short legs dangling.
Elderly man alone:
Cannot get his tent set up,
Younger man walking over, helping.
There is hope,
Always hope,
Where love is.
No matter what love looks like.
Poetry by Nathalie 