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 Title   [ Click any title below to view poem ]Category Date
 Playing In The Sand Childrens Poetry 3/27/2014
 Baby Boy Childrens Poetry 10/14/2016
 Look Under Your Bed Childrens Poetry 12/28/2013
 They Are Too Mean Childrens Poetry 12/28/2013
 Under The Ocean Bank Childrens Poetry 3/19/2016
 Audrey And The Deer Childrens Poetry 7/6/2016
 The Tumble Weed Tale Cowboy Poems 11/7/2016
 The Drifter Cowboy Poems 3/18/2017
 Billy The Kid Cowboy Poems 3/21/2016
 One More Week To Go Current Events 10/31/2016
 When Death Came To Town Dark Poetry 3/10/2014
 Pedophile Pedophile Dark Poetry 1/12/2014
 Up By The Hill Dark Poetry 4/3/2014
 The Demon Dark Poetry 10/19/2016
 Just A Baby Dedications 8/25/2017
 The Birdman Dedications 4/11/2017
 Freedom Aint Free Dedications 10/9/2016
 Out There In That Field Dedications 11/12/2016
 The Fight Of Her Life Dedications 8/27/2017
 He's Just A Soldier Dedications 11/11/2016
 The Coal Train Dedications 6/10/2017
 This Ancient Land Dedications 8/26/2016
 Sitting In The Nursing Home Dedications 10/31/2015
 The Sniper Dedications 6/25/2017
 The Coal Miners Life Dedications 10/9/2017
 Pop Dedications 4/11/2017
 For Mom Dedications 11/2/2016
 This Memorial Day Dedications 5/29/2017
 The Coal Miner Dedications 5/18/2017
 Just An Old Vet Dedications 4/7/2016
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Playing In The Sand

Playing In The Sand

A little girl was playing
With a shovel in her hand
Digging, making a castle
With each scoop of sand

She built the walls
And strong columns stood
To look from a distance
You would have thought it was wood

She shaped each piece
Then carved out such detail
Even the doors opened up
Like they were sliding on a rail

Then she shaped some horses
Made from that same sand
And carefuly mastered each
With the touch of her hand

She took so much time
To master every detail
And parts of her carvings
Was done with a plain seashell

written 3/26/2014 by Norman Hale Jr.

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