Upon a beach
must after sought
feet our toes
the fingers they
know
That which all
wish to walk
small grains of
sand
do so talk
A pearl saith I
can so become
if the wise oyster
takes me in
The sun shinning
down
backs hot
into the sea
all run for comfort
Salty skin
fresh ocean
smell
towel drapped
around
does make
all feel well
While foot print
in the sand
left I
when turning back
thundering of a wave
did I so hear
I glance back
ocean reclaimed
that which
was hers
Uloia Norris Moore
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-grain-of-sand-4/
