Starfish

Starfish, you might not have
Five limbs to cling onto a rock
a mouth on your back
or the ability to grow back an appendage

You will never be picked up by a tourist
dried and put into a collection
or made into an arts and craft project

But,oh, how you are loved.
Your way of caring for all those faceless souls
who decide to cyber connect with you.

Never angry, depressed, or resentful.
you sooth the crowd's senseless bickerings
And bring a whisper of a smile
to the faces of those once troubled.

Starfish, Star, Cessily, Selene
Irreplaceable friend
Keep your four appendages
and leave the other starfish in the sea

For I am sure,
Love will not ever come,
Appendageless as you are,
as a distant dream to thee.