Thursday, September 27, 2018

Sandbox Hopes

Thousands of footprints in the sand
Ending and starting nowhere
Where all my dreams come to land
Building castles and skipping stones
Crashing waves riding the tide
Reminisce a childhood lost
Wishes begat false with time
Pebbled is the journey home
Cremated flesh of our past
Lifted souls in our cupped hands
Faithful in the stones we cast
Set free our bones in the sand
Sandbox hopes, feathery light
Youthful prayer to carry them
Diamond kisses fire the sky
Gentle rains with age does fade

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