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?

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4 Comments

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

    πŸ™‚

  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”
    πŸ™‚
    Tak Care!

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