Designs

 

 

I walk down the beach and I step carefully

I am mindful of the names

The declarations of love

The sand castles, both graceful and crude

The art sketched out by driftwood or seashell

Even the random holes

These things were created by souls who gave their time

Their efforts

Their hearts

And the waves will take them soon enough

As the tides of time take us all eventually

But while we have this little space

We will write our words

Sing our songs

Draw our shapes

We will build things both majestic and humble

We will scratch out our holes

Perhaps someone will come along and see these things

Maybe they will know that we lived

And were in this place

And had dreams

-Jessie Henry

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