There was beautiful sunshine and fragrant air,
A cool breeze teasing my unruly hair.
In I slowly put my hand ,
Picked up a fistful of golden sand.
Merry times on a beach, splashing in the waves !
Blend of fun and love any girl craves.
Not a care anywhere in sight,
My life never seemed so bright.
Slipping through my fingers, cannot hold forever..
Hurtful words I should not remember,
Cling onto the tender love and laughter.
The sun will rise again the night after.
I grope again in the space,
I know I have myself to brace.
Broken pieces of a dream..
Surges my agony in a silent scream.
Written for The Last Mixed Bag