Here within my weathered hand, I hold a tiny grain of sand To signify the love I hold within my heart for you Although it seems so very small, I really tried to hold them all But holding every grain of sand is something I canβt do
So please except this grain from me and very shortly you will see That you are now my every thought, the one that I adore For soon enough your hand will reach and set it down upon the beach And know I love you more than every grain upon the shore
Written for Joe Cole's weekly challenge. Thanks agin Joe, this is so much fun and this my friend was a difficult one.