A castle built on sand so bright,
With towers reaching for the light,
It gleams beneath the sun's warm rays,
In whispers of the ocean's praise.

The walls are strong, or so they seem,
Yet tides can wash away a dream.
Each grain a story, soft and fine,
A fleeting moment, lost in time.

With turrets high and windows wide,
It dances with the morning tide.
A fragile home in nature's hand,
A marvel made, yet built on sand.

Yet children laugh and castles grow,
In playful hearts, the magic flows.
For life is but a transient strand,
Our joys may bend, like castles, but stand.

So build your dreams on shifting ground,
Embrace the waves, let hope abound.
For every fortress, grand or small,
Is a testament of dreams to all.