Wake up it's time to be away
Now's not the time to go astray
greet the morning one more time
and keep your tiredness at bay
This place is great, wide and mild
A place, it's shocking, once defiled
This is the way that it should stay
for things are best when left wild
Here we sit and there they stand
it must be nature's own demand
Climbing them's a young man's game
Those giant castles made of sand
4 comments:
I especially like that last one there, sort of reminds me of the Hendrix song.
If I may inquire, what are your last two stanzas about? They seem to be about a place, and I'm curious as to whether this place actually exists.
The second one is about a park that was made from a landfill and the third is about going to the dunes.
I thought "giant castles made of sand" was great imagery, but I couldn't figure out what you were referring to. It was pretty cool, though.
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