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A Star in the Sand
Once you picked me up
And dusted off the sand
There you held my life
In palms of gentle hands
You were so kind hearted
You threw me to the sea
And though I’m sad we’ve parted
You have set me free
There is not a single day
That my thoughts are not of you
Always will I hold dear
The memories that are so few
So… now the hard part is to thank you
For the words I cannot find
But know that you will have my thanks
Until the end of time
I would rewrite this one, but alas the person i wrote it for has passed and so I feel like it should remain the way it was origioally written, the way he read it... (note: this poem was written after my friend gave me a necklace with astarfish on it, a story was included with the necklace... a little boy walking down the beach, picking up beached starfish and throwing them back intot he ocean is seen by a man. The man asks the little boy why he would bother with the starfish, they were just going to rebeach themselves, so it didn't matter... the little boy replys, a starfish in hand, it matters to the starfish... honestly I don't know who the starfish is, him or myself, but he changed my life very much in such a wonderful way, I can't help but feel like he saved me, at least on one of the occasions that I "beached" myself...
This one has the potential to be reworked into a deeper writing....some sound ideas but the delivery isn't your best...a great foundation for a better piece though.....