Wondrous Castles
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I remember when I was three years old
playing in a sandbox at the playground,
and how much fun I had when it wasn't planned.
I'd create wondrous castles to behold
using a pail, and I'd sculpt the background
by hand.
Like stepping into a magical box,
that sandbox appeared especially grand.
A perfect place, for no one was around
when my imagination played with rocks
and sand.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2021
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