I built my sand castle
On the water line
I stood and faced the battle
Against the rising tide
I reinforced the walls
I packed the sand tight
This castle was built to fall
But not without a fight
The water line climbed the bay
Defences were surpassed
The outer wall soon gave way
But the castle stood steadfast
Then the waves came a-rising
And the moat sank into the tide
Washed away, we were subsiding
Engulfed on all sides
The castle became an island
Swallowed by the sea
A fortress of running sand
Sliding away rapidly
But still I stood atop
The crumbling castle I made
Give up I could not
As we sank beneath the waves
I haven't been sharing much poetry recently, I have been hording it up, as 
Hive account@hazem91 reminded me (I have a habit of doing this) so here a poem about so many things. About fighting a losing battle, not to win, but to have fought. About standing by someone you love, come what may. About continuing to write in the face of awareness of not being great. About accepting loss, and about accepting the inevitability of loss, but not being held back by it. About loving regardless of the inevitable heart break. About standing your ground in the face of hopeless opposition. I would love to hear what it was about to you.
I have Hive account@hazem91 to thank for prodding me into sharing something, and 
Hive account@margaretwise to thank for her Friday Invitation, which is not up yet, but has got me into the habit of thinking poetically on Fridays.
Poemchallenge by Hive account@margaretwise is a great invitation to share heart felt and emotional poetry <3 - something I can shy away from sometimes - give her a follow to catch the latest round when it goes up!
Photo By Curt Smith from Bellevue, WA, USA (Sand Castle at Cannon Beach) via Wikimedia Commons
