Sandcastles Came Down

Sandcastles Came Down short poem

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Water pouring inside the fence of beyond ten feet above the surf
waves climbed higher as the tide was coming in at the usual hour

Rocks mixed with shells colored brightly like a bright morning sunlight
oranges, gray, blue and purple.

Children making sandcastles with shovels using buckets
stacking the shapes on top each other
while making a drawbridge over the moat

while water at least for a time would
float underneath

Mothers yelled at children to pick up the shovels and buckets
The tide moving steadily about to come in the shore.
As it did sandcastles came down floating out to sea
dreaming to start again tomorrow.

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My name is Betty Redd. I love to read and write poetry. I have two children both grownup with each having two children of their own. I am the oldest of six children. I have three sisters and two brothers. are. My father was one of thirteen children growing up in the great depression. My mother was born in the middle of the depression in a family of six children. I do know from seeing the newspaper article that one of my ancestor's helped settled the Cimmorran trail of 1889. My other sister found our family coat of arms with gray helmet red black and yellow shaped the rest . One other bit of information I had another ancestor called Robert Quinn in the year of 1205 who was a poet too. Maybe that's where I get the urge to write and compose poetry.
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