When my girls were children they spent hours outside. Usually playing in the sandbox under the swing set, I built for them. I often think about those simple days gone by. This poem was a way to remember the good old days.
Sand Box
I look out my back window
At where you used to play
I smile as I remember
All the sunny days
I recall your laughter
As I’d sit and watch you play
In the sandbox that I built for you
Where you’d want to spend the day
At times the sand became a tower
And then it would be gone
Only to become a creation
That came from your precious mind
No matter what you built or made
I loved to watch you play
In the sandbox that I built for you
Those were special days
You’ve since grown up
And moved away
But the memories they remain
The sandbox that I built for you
Will never be the same