On the beach, the boy lost a penny
And the tide rushed in to claim
Both Sand and Fortune
In its wilding way.
And when the beach was clean,
And when the tide had ebbed,
The boy fell to his knees
Finding and discarding
Diamonds, grace, and gold
But not his penny
And he grieved forever
A copper in the sand
12/05/2002
Very well said.... Vividly real. I wonder how many do just that, let all else go for that copper in the sand, when it too is unatainable.
