The perfect solution <br />Is resting in the sand <br />With bare feet you will see <br />The answer is in your hand <br /> <br />Grains of sand are gathering <br />They hold firmly together <br />Suddenly thoughts begin to sift <br />In the breeze of transient weather <br /> <br />1/31/08<br /><br />Theresa Ann Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fleeting-thoughts/
