A journey through life March 1991 to October 1992

There is nothing quite like

walking across the beach with

the one you love

Kicking stones

Skimming stones

There is nothing quite like

the wind blowing in your hair with

the one you love.

Kicking stones

Skimming stones.

There is nothing quite like

the sun shining on your face

with the one you love

Kicking stones

Skimming stones

There is no one quite like

the one you love

the one you love