We left footprints in the sand.
Mine large,
His small.
His dancing with excitement
In circles and jumps.
Mine in a straight line, alert
cautious.
A sand castle here,
A shell there.
Seaweed, seagulls
and sticks.
Exciting materials,
to explore and investigate.
His steps will become larger.
Mine will fade.
But there was a time
when we walked on the beach
together.
Travels from Ur 
Your words have succeeded in making me cry.
It had the same affect on me