660. Poem by Jaden Knight

A little boy plays on the beach alone
building a castle out of the wet sand
watching the waters as they slowly creep in
and the levels slowly starts to rise

His green t shirt and shorts are soaked
both from the shore and from many tears
yet there is a gentle smile on his face
even as his fortress is threatened by the tide

The gentle roar of the waves as they roll in
have an almost hypnotic effect on the boy
distracting him from many of hisproblems
there is no older sister to shout at him or bully him here
nothing to make him feel like a worthless grain of sand

At sun set his creations will be washed away
but his happy memory will not be destroyed
he will come back here again when he can
in the hope of smiling again