Anastasia Marie Backstrom

I sat on the beach today...

Back home she waits for me, but for now I am free. I have found a moment of happiness with an old friend. The ocean roars loudly yet it is calm. The waves dance lightly upon the shore. The ocean is life. The waves come and go and I must go. I must go back to those that need me. It's cold back there but it is home. Thank you for the dance.