Path Warn Down

The shore is what I have seen since I was little when I grew up it was so far in the distance to see. Walking the distance when I was a child I was so brittle to notice the path was so warn out to me. The little strides I took was not so bad it was just how it ended up when my mother had my hand. She pointed out to the horizon to make me glad that I could look out and see the sand. The look in her eyes was so beautiful it was one of those moments that can be captured. My mother showed me the path and told me to be careful to not worry about the pain she pictured. The final walk up to get home was a bummer because it was the sign that ended my time their. My time at the beach and the sea was the end of summer that is when I said, I will be back I swear. The path might be warn more and more out even when time passes and when I get older. My memories of my mother and I will last with out a doubt with time I get smarter and much bolder.