Busted
What once was firm and fully stacked
Has sifted down so loosely packed.
I can't explain my own disgust;
it seems, indeed, life's quite unjust.
The beauty others once could see
is now a fleeting memory.
The sands of time have washed away
that castle built for just a day.
By Peggy Paris
© 2008 Peggy Paris
(All rights reserved)
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