Birthdays
Birthdays are but the waves of life.
As each tide comes and goes
all things we have written in the sand the past year are swept away.
It is now time to build tall castles and fill them with dreams
so when the next wave comes and our castles disappear,
on our hearts the dreams will remain,
Always.
Copyright © Robert Beam | Year Posted 2021
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