Fist Full of Sand
A fist full of sand
that sifts through the hand
back to the land
Can't hold on
Feather in the breeze
Think you'd catch it with ease
but its only a tease
It blows away
A twinkling star
seen from afar
but then here we are
Never to touch
Sand at the beach
Feather out of reach
A star thats too far
What LOVE is to me
Copyright © Judy Bonin | Year Posted 2015
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