Broken dreams

Innocent wee little gal
Playing with her pal
With bucket and scoop
And shoulders adroop

Oblivious to sun
Having lotsa fun
Complete with the tassle
Voila.. a sand castle

Soon the tide rises
We have no surprises
Poof goes the sand
Labor of little hands

Broken hearts,
broken dreams
Whom to blame
whose is this scheme?



  1. castles of sand
    are made to be broken
    but words that’re spoken
    remain forever
    like a childhood friend !


  2. Meeenieeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!
    *hugs hugs* πŸ˜€

    well i feel my blog is nothing once i come here to “unravel” yours! :O u work a dizzying magic with your words!!

    So i’d leave it at “I love your blog”
    Tak Care!

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