Sand Castles - Poem by Suzette Richards
Building sandcastles on the beach,
they remain for now out of reach
of ever encroaching waves,
which noisily wash into caves
like a most unwelcome leach.
The tides will wash it away –
Eden will passionately sway
to the rhythm of seasonal wind.
Moments never to be rescind.
Build the sandcastles anyway.
The grains of sand will always be
just sand and infinitely free,
whether we use it or not.
It‘ll eventually come to naught,
but memories remain with me.
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