TRAIPSING ON BANTAYAN SHORE fresh sunbeams scald my face as I trot the shore of a long forgotten past waves shiver and hiss toward me like it always had...years ago when he was still here beside me, hand in hand on this island memories were carved not on mortal minds but on the sea who was a witness to it all from love's delight to broken promises fate took its plight at every turn swan-necked waves used to spring up so high and slither back to its hub when we first exchanged our vows of love i remember the sunshine playing with our toes when we kicked sand and stones to form castles in the wind like little children we were so free on our little heaven we thought would be forever i turn and watch one more as the tide ebbs slowly leaving the rocky sand   dry and sparkling under my feet it's summer once again and thoughts of him shattle in my head like the ebbing waves it was on this island where our love started to bloom but like flowers that bloom and die so did our love... Poem by Rachelle Credo