A Grain of Sand.

I lie on the beach.....caressed by a  breeze
the salt from the ocean a constant tease.
Though I repose all day... and watch  tumbling waves play
I occupy myself  in  many other ways .

I warm the feet of passersby,
give rest to the weary... if only for a time.
I build sand castles.....a child's delight
on my heart is imprinted the footprints of time.

I give color to the landcape......and shape to the bay
though the tide doth tease me 
only for a while it  stays.. then go its merry way.
I bury little ones up to their necks each day
 fill their buckets and watch them play.

I tickle the sunbather, get into his towels
his shorts ,  his shoes ,  his eyes and nostrils
but I'm catapulted  into the breezes
each time he sneezes.

 

If truth be told......I never grow old
only more beautiful each day 
with the wind at my back.....the sun on my face.
  Welcoming ,exciting.... I'm a wonderful place.
In  large numbers I slip through 
the fingers of one  hand
Yet I began only as a grain of sand.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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