Uncover the Sun

Worth It


Rocks yearn

for the watery kiss

of ocean waves,

although that press

may eventually wear them down


Ask any bit of sand

if love was worth

shattering for

and that tiny smooth rubble

will smile under your feet


while it holds

families and picnics

and vacations

and dogs running like lovers

into the waves


The gritty sand

that was once rock

clings to feet, legs, hands,

hair, and thus travels

the world


to be brushed off by towels

and washed away

by hoses and showers

to go wherever

it may, still smiling


at how far love

has taken it,


and embraced it,

shattered and all

Posted in Grief, poetry.


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