Playing in the sand box

by Bill Gent
(Crestview,Fl )

Once we children
Playing
In the sandbox
The future
With
Dreams
Hopes
Sorrows
Now grown old
We
Play
In the sandbox
Of the past
Letting
Memories
Slide
Like grains of time
Through our fingers

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