Sand Castles By The Sea

Sand Castles By The Sea

A Poem by anne p. murray- LadeeAnne

Sand Castles By The Sea

A Poem by LadeeAnne~anne p murray
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A fathers thoughtful loving moments of the importance of family

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In the crisp evening air while walking along the oceans sand

He happened upon a sand castle built by a child’s, tiny hand

It's delicate, virginal beauty, a short time it would last

Much too soon the waves of the sea would wash it to a distant past 


 

Those little footprints ingrained on some land

Where a sweet, small child had carefully planned

A beautiful, delicate castle in sand    

 

He was painting a picture in his mind of those little hands and feet

The nocturne of a symphony with children directing the beat

The rolling motions of the sea kept a rhythmic roar with the waves

They rolled to the shore in lyrics making wet, sandy graves

 

Hope he carried in his heart

As he walked quietly along the sea

He wanted to make everything right

But was doubting his ability

 

His thoughts went back to that little child

Building a dream carved in sand

A child who was playfully

Shaping their future on land


 

As he sat on the shore in pensive thought

His own child came to mind

A sweet little girl, not a care in her world

Singing innocent, happy rhymes

He’d come home from work needing time to unwind

Too busy and tired to give his child enough time

She learned to walk and talk all while he was gone

While her mommy taught her all those cute, little songs


 

"Little Miss Muffet sat on a Tuffett

Eating her curds and whey

The little spider that sat down beside her

Until she shooed him away"  

 

His wife the apple of his eye a woman who stood by his side

He wrote her name inside his heart always wanted her as his bride

They fell in love prayed for a sweet little child to share all of their love

The Lord in Heaven heard their prayers and sent them a tiny, little girl from above


 

His memories led him back to home

Realizing he made vows without end

Finally knowing what he must do...

He’d take his wife and his child by their hands

To make their lovely, delicate castles in sand

Little girl standing on dock, sucking thumb and looking over shoulder

~


 

 

By LadeeAnne~anne p murray~ 2011
 

© 2014 anne p. murray- LadeeAnne


Author's Note

anne p. murray- LadeeAnne
This is a rewrite of a poem I wrote last year

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anne p. murray- LadeeAnne
anne p. murray- LadeeAnne

Birmingham, AL



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