From boyhood and beyond,
You pounded away
To build
Your castle in the sand.
With bucket and tools in hand,
You leaped
Over the railroad track
To construct your fortress.
With sweat and perseverance,
You shoveled, bricked,
Sawed, nailed,
and hammered away.
Floors-softly carpeted
Over a sturdy hardwood base.
Walls- firmly intact, non-budging.
Doors- securely locked,
With a plethora of keys to give away.
Then,
You squarely
Placed your family
In the Shelter
Of what you lovingly built.
Your labor was not for vanity.
The only vanity you possessed
Was the one you placed
In the bathroom
For Mother to set her soap.
moving, ma
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