A child on the beach builds
A sand castle.
He presses and molds the sands.
A wave rolls in.
The child begins again,
Rebuilding.
Time and time again,
A wave destroys the new beginning.
And the child moves
To higher ground.

I too, mold castles.
Castles of feelings and emotions.
I work hard to love,
But waves rill in with defeat
And I must begin again.
Once more the grains are molded and shaped.
The new beginning becomes an ending
That builds love stronger

- Author Unknown -

~Ray_of_Hope~