Grains of Sand
Swift with me count grains of sand
As they trickle through our hands
Tickling texture whilst they land
Mounds of love o’ castle stands
Build with me please if you dare
My sweet prince with princess fair
Ends of grief now enter grace
Strong foundations soon our base
Quiet needs and peaceful winds
Warmth requite of cool rescinds
Candles lit to us enshrined
Glory held sorrows behind
Count with me our grains of sand
Love beheld sees how they land
Layered love now where we stand
Foundation built with mortared sand
Carolee Dennis-Woosley
August 26, 2012
xo Regis
plentiful in your life *Carolee*
thanks for your poem of substance
Lady Vivian
Love ya!
Jane
john
Great!
Mark
Beautiful layering of sands gathering for a foundation
of a lifetime to evermore love. A curtsey my Lady for
such a beautiful love poem.
Lady Mary Ann
Di
I bow and tip my hat to you
Cyrano
budd
Stay well and keep writing
Eddy
Gail
out slowly, but remember each of us still are still
individuals and need our own space.
Beautiful as always!
Deborah
"Build with me please if you dare
My sweet prince with princess fair"
I dare !!!!