The perfect castle free of mould
Now broken down as ties grow old
Out in the sun with time to dry
Sand held so tight now slips by

First washed away in Denial's seas
Taken further yet by Reality's breeze
Beaches comfort, ease the pain
Yet offer not a similar grain

Late desperation trys to rebuild
Pack a void needing to be filled
Restoration must be careful, slow
Avoid damage to foundations below

Unsteady hands will cause a fall
Only in joint can it stand tall
One last gamble to restore
A castle to what it was and more