Sand

Grains of sand sit
dreaming of better bays
Being washed away and back
A vacation every day
When tucking shells away
was their only job
When little children played in the salty water
learning how to bob

Sorrowful grains of sand sit
hoping for better days
Only wanting to be carried
far, far away

On quiet nights
they plead their plights
to the ocean oh so close!
And every day they plead and say,
"Ocean you are the only way!"
But still, grains of sand sit
dreaming of better bays
Being washed away and back
A vacation every day.