Thursday, July 7, 2011

castles in the sand

everyday you go out,
you pick a spot.

you get started,
building the castles.

some days,
it is easy,
relaxing even.

you notice all the details,
the warmth of the sun,
the cool of the breeze,
the feel of the sand.

other days,
waves crash into the castles,
knocking them down,
piece by piece,
over and over.

and then you don't notice any details,
you are just trying to protect the castles.
help them stay together.

yet you still try,
you build.

sometimes you listen to passersby,
use wet sand,
move up the beach a bit,
build moats.

sometimes you don't listen to passersby,
you build your own way,
right or wrong,
or sometimes oh-so wrong.

but on those other days,
the days when you build right,
and desperately try to remember for tomorrow,
it is worth it.

worth all the time,
the energy,
the worry,
the hassle,
all the crazy.

totally worth it.


OSMA said...

I keep coming back to read this because it gives me goosebumps and I almost never get goosebumps from poetry which this is, in my opnion. I'd like to print it out and frame it. Would that weird you our? I'm serious, btw :)

pajama mom said...

frame away!
thanks osma.

Cristie Ritz King, M. Ed said...

I'm late to the party but I totally agree with OSM. I love this and everything else I've read here today. (except the broken arm part-beautifully written but sucky content!)

pajama mom said...

thank you crk!