Sifting Through Sand

Sifting through the sand
Looking for something with value or at 
least something solid to grasp
Every clump touched quickly breaks away 
and falls through the cracks
Tiny pieces glistening in the sun look so 
tantalizing 
Just to small to have any true substance
What once was a solid piece of beauty has 
slowly crumbled away with time
The glue that once held it all together is 
now lost
Now these separate tiny pieces are just 
blown away in the breeze.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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August 5, 2012 at 10:16 AM
Yes often what we fall in love with about a person is what we grow to hate in the end..funny..yes? Light & Love
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