Castles Of Convenience Poem by Zane Gilley

Erected high on sun white sand
Are fantastic golden castles
Made to order by dreaming architects.
Now we shall dance together
Twirling, Spinning,
Laughing giddily
On our glassy ballroom floor
In our fantastic sand castle
Dancing so light
with flight and merrily
That no grains are displaced.
Soon, our quartz chandelier will be afire
As we promenade down the aisle
Hand in tender hand joined fore'er
In our own dreamland castle.
The fickleness of fate may bear us
An eroded and forgotten sand castle
Leaving us beached, destitute, and bare.
But we will still have each other
And we will hook our elbows
in love
and waltz.