Kid on the Beach by Mark Tulin

Don’t Miss Mark’s great romantic poem

Crow On The Wire

I was that kid on the beach
with a plastic bucket and shovel,
guarding the hole
I dug in the sand.

If you were a girl back then,
no matter how cute,
I wouldn’t have let you build sandcastles
with me.

I would have said no,
worried what the other boys
might think,

not realizing that you could
have been the sand princess
that I’d be searching for,
the rest of my life.

First published in Literary Yard.

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