Sand Memories. Poem by Fay Slimm

Fay, you conjure up great memories with this one. I never wanted to leave my castle, my days toil.10/10 Regards, Ian

amazing piece woven with fabulous format and lines..............10

Your closing lines are particularly eloquent. Watching the industrious activity of children on the beach should give educators a nudge about their antediluvian methods of teaching these energetic and disciplined souls. Nostalgia penned with grace and an open heart. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Poetic and sweet flow Poems like these can't be understood In one read....Its worth reading over again

a beautiful nostalgic write of one of the best memories of childhood.....sand sculptures, faiiry-tales......sand memories....

Build your ramparts firm and stout, with moat and drawbridge to keep em out! flags of seaweed, the last crusade! imagination, with a bucket and spade

This deeply touching and very beautiful poem reminded me of my own childhood, Fay, those long lost days spent at the beach in the summer of my youth. As you so often do, your marvellous poetry touches something in nearly every reader, whether a long lost memory or a remembrance of a past romance, and it's always a treat to read one of your splendid poems. Carl.