7-1986
I know you’re out of reach,
“til I’m back at the beach.
 Just like when we first met,
Knowing it was a sure bet.
I remember being married,
And now I am buried,
In the sand,
Hand in hand.
With all our hopes and dreams
Going down the streams
One leaving and one staying,
But soon after all
You and I will be lying
Together in the fall.