As I sit on the beach...on a warm breezy night With my pole by my side, waiting for a bite I reach down and try to fill my hand And try to hold every grain of sand Each grain is a life, a life here or gone From generations...a passed baton To hold them close...so they all feel touch God's gift, I love...I love so much On a warm breezy night, I sit on the beach Stretching my hands...as far as they'll reach Every grain of sand...sent down from above God's gift; so much...so much, I love (Every Grain of sand- Lizz Wright) Musical Inspiration Poetry Contest Sponsored by Joseph May 5-25-2019