Those first times!

Sifting through the sands

Of time I find my first

Sandcastle made.

Sweet memories of 

Treasures buried by a

Child in the sands.

Now the shores of time

Have claimed my prize

Of memories now shelved.

No longer in view

Awash!

I still hear the sounds.

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

You are now producing some very consistent, well structured poetry Andrew. I love the reminiscence of this as we can all relate to such times. I do think the use of the word 'time' three times does not, in this case enhance the piece and I would change the final line of stanza one to 'Child in the sands.'