Apr 2016
It's such a lovely thought
To have once had
Everything you've caught
In your palms
Crumble away
As sand does
On a windy shore
Through the spaces
From your fingers
Cascading back
Into the tide
To have once had
Everything you've caught
In your palms
Crumble away
As sand does
On a windy shore
Through the spaces
From your fingers
Cascading back
Into the tide
