hold on to memories
they slip through like sand
pack them tight with tears
and build a grand castle
store them here for all the years
dont forget a picture
for wind and waves
will change it with time
and soon reduce it to nothing
once its gone it cannt be brought back
a copy is all but lost
but the thought shall bring a smile
for there are so many grains to come

by Amanda Eckols

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