sandcastle debris

 
a home was made from castoffs
taking what could be found
molded & given purpose  
as flat & stable as could be  
turning unwanted into cozy
 
with naught but 2 small hands
desperation for a place of belonging
space safe from the muck of the world  
 
& then the waters came
days & days on end
intruding upon sanctuary grounds
pushing further inland
until it became necessary to retreat
 
& walls built to protect...
...fell
saline drops burst as pipes wailed
breaking point breached
 
huddled in fetal ball
grieving the unexpected loss
sun rose...set..rose again...
energy depleted
 
on the 5th rising...
...coil unfurled
energized to start anew
dragging detritus from the wreckage
building fresh...using only the best
time to heal the jagged wound
 
 
 
 
life has been...messy...