Verbose Sand

This grain of sand

Upon my hand


Is portending this plea

"I am
but a fractious particle

Once apart of mother
sea

I cannot change the
universe

I cannot soothe mans
brow

Though..

I've been built
into a castle

And flicked in frenzied
row

Frankly?

I'd rather be a
windscreen

Or a skylight in your
home

Where I can watch life's


Shifting shadows

Sense
amusement

Quiet each moan

I'm not
as grand as marble

Nor as firm as close nit
oak

No heart no mind

No soul
refined

I have no froth like
coke

Oh, to be a
rooftile

Quenched by rain

And
chilled by frost

I am but a grain of
sand

Even on this beach

I'm
simply lost"

lex ?04