Cyclical Sandcastles

~Deana J. Tavares

It storms in

Swells

Underneath the skin

Thickened caramel

Vein pathways

Hardened sorrow

Reclining

Into tomorrow

She braves

The waves

An undertow

Relentless

Bruised elbows

And knees

Deeply indented

Flowering days

Deliver relief

Adhering to her soul

Sand grains

Of grief

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In a cold world, I walk towards the sun to feel its warmth upon my face each day ~Deana J. Tavares