POST_130 THE SAND CASTLES
Laughter and smiles and wet mud in hand
The little ones sit in a circle
Their hands are busy building a castle
Sometimes a strong wind blows away the sand
It feels like a invasion ,hearts sink
Tears rolled down,yet they begin to think
Now their tears dry up,they begin to rebuild it up again
An endearing smile on their faces cheer them up and they are not in vain
Now they are ready even if the sand slips from their hand once again
Suddenly a huge crowd ,surround them
The sound of claps greet them
Cheers of delight rent the air
To applaud these "young hearts"was indeed fair
The tiny foot steps danced around
Skipped,jumped,and hugged ",eachother"
They just enjoyed having fun and being together
Their eyes sparkled,their cheeks grew red
Their lips spoke the "Language of Love"
The LORD showered HIS blessings from above
In their "innocence"they taught each of us
a lesson
To be "focused and never ever give up or give in"
To seek the strength right from "WITHIN"
An ", Incredible sight of" togetherness" it has been
Such a sight is the rarest of all to witness and be seen.
So cute picture and supurb poem.
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