Innocent wee little gal
Playing with her pal
With bucket and scoop
And shoulders adroop
Oblivious to sun
Having lots of fun
Complete with the tassle
Voila.. a sand castle
Soon the tide rises
We have no surprises
Poof goes the sand
Labor of little hands
Broken hearts,
broken dreams
Whom to blame
whose is this scheme?
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
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