Layered Sand

Every day he’d count the sand,

layer upon layer.

The silent beach was his alone,

layer upon layer.

A small old man who knew each grain,

layer upon layer.

He swore that it would never change,

layer upon layer.

Until one day the sands did shift,

layer upon layer.

And a single grain he then did miss.


By- Lyndsie Brown 


Inspiration by Promptuarium

and Daily Challenge



8 thoughts on “Layered Sand

  1. its perfect….the old have so much time to remember and reflect and know exactly when something is amiss…..i love that you pay tribute to the forgotten in our society…well my understanding of this anyway….lovely all the way!


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