Every Grain of Sand
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
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