Marry Me

They stared into the sun,
the water touching their feet,
wrapped in a blanket,
sitting on the beach.

The sky turned colors,
the sun painting the sky,
couples all around,
no one making a sound.

You could see it in their eyes,
when they looked your way,
they didn't want to be,
in any other place.

Everyone felt special,
especially this young man,
for he got to his feet,
softly touching the sand.

He grabbed a young teens hand,
looked her in they eye,
and before all the people,
he took a long, deep sigh.

"Will you marry me, miss"
He asked his love with pride.
Within a few minutes,
he was holding her by his side.

Ten years later,
they came back with too young kids,
looking into their eyes,
smiling with pride.

*very different..It just came to me I guess..*