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A short poem about a boy, a sand castle, his friends and the Ocean. |
| An ocean, vast. The wind whipping wetly stings. The boy, toes dug in the sand, builds. A castle looms, coarse and unbalanced. Hands, soft and careful dutifully sculpt, forging ahead to completion. Soft, frothy swells, dance rythmically, creeping toward the kingdom. Eyes azure observe 'Oh well!' 'Yahhhhhhh!' A castle falls; a gargantuan tan foot, soft but coarse ends construction. An ocean, vast. A boy swims with friends. Laughter. Soft, frothy swells dance and recede; castle no more. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |