Pacific coast highway.
  driving to Carmel.
Artists painting seascapes,
  taking in the salty smell.

Winding roads,
  breathtaking views.
Fishing boats below,
  with their crews.

A lone cypress tree,
  stands still.
Overlooking the sea,
  challenging the Pacific’s chill.

Dreaming of walking,
  along scenic road.
Where we met,
  catching the coast’s echoes.

The little cottage,
  we called our own.
Time sometimes is so cruel,
  when one is left alone.