The wind that drove the crashing waves,
and chased away the stormy clouds,
caressed her skin and stroked her hair,
She knelt beside the sandy spires,
her tiny hands worked with care,
to build the towers ever skyward,
Many stopped to look with wonder,
a child had made a thing so grand,
Then they saw him, not far away,
gazing on her with tender eyes,
beside his castle standing there,
She turned towards her father’s feet,
and raised her eyes up to his own,
smiles spread across their faces,
and found each other in loving embrace.