Building a Sand Castle
My daughter, laden with plastic pails,
leads her brother to water’s edge.
She fills her buckets with wet sand,
teaches him to use star and fish molds.
She decorates a turret with mussel shells
Red M & M's become his stepping stones.
They step back, laugh delightedly at what they see.
Unaware of kids gathering to watch
they continue their journey
exploring, creating.
oblivious to thunder rumbling in distant skies.
- Gloria Rovder Healy
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