Sunday, July 17, 2016

Beach Castle

You said I could be king,
And you would be my queen.
Together we’d build a castle
Where only dunes had been.

 Looking down the beach,
The sea seemed far away,
So we commanded pail and shovel,
And made the sand obey.

 But creeping like a thief,
And ally to the moon,
The tide besieged our castle,
By orders from Neptune.

I’ve since built walls and towers,
Impervious to tide,
But never like that castle,
Over which we could preside.

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Meeting Sweet Emilia

When meeting sweet Emilia,
You feel a spark of joy.
She prompts this with her smile
While offering you a toy.

Little T-

It seems that Little T

Is anxious to explore

A world filled with mystery

Like it's an open door.