I'M JUST A TINY GRAIN OF SAND
UPON THE BEACH OF LIFE.
IT'S HARD FOR ME TO UNDERSTAND
MY PART IN PEACE OR STRIFE.
WHAT SERVICE COULD I RENDER
CONTRIBUTING MY ALL?
HOW COULD I HELP OR HINDER,
FOR I AM JUST SO SMALL?
AND SO I TOLD MY BROTHER.
HE FELT THE SAME AS ME.
'TWAS HE WHO TOLD ANOTHER
AND SOON WE ALL AGREED.
A TINY BREEZE CAME BLOWING
TO CARRY US AWAY...
AND AT THE RATE WE'RE GOING
THERE'LL BE NO BEACH SOMEDAY!
WE'RE ALL A TINY GRAIN OF SAND
BUT FOLKS LIKE YOU AND ME...
WE FIT TOGETHER IN GOD'S PLAN.
WE'RE HOLDING BACK THE SEA!
This poem was a finalist in the
August 2011 poetry contest