I miss the days when I could wander with my feet planted in the sand
I miss the way the salt air blows on my face while holding your hand
I miss the days of listening to my son giggling in a baby swing
I miss the way my daughter's face lit up while listening to local bands sing
I miss the way a simple hug feels and the pleasure of seeing friends
I miss the sound of the tide crashing into the shore
I miss not having anxiety while walking through a store
I miss the views of the sun setting over a beach
So many places to visit, but yet they're out of reach
