Sandpiper
Walked the beach hand in hand
My granddaughter and me enjoying the sand
Carefree day set aside for enjoying
Nature and the sea breeze blowing
My offspring’s offspring looked ahead
Trembling, pointed out a mother sandpiper lying dead
At surf’s edge slicked with oil and limp without life
Her offspring darting, not willing to give up the fight
The baby sandpiper returned to her mother time after time
Looking for help and guidance on what to do with the slime
No longer white and the surf coating her black
She wanted her old easy way of life back
Crying my granddaughter ran to the little bird
As it slowed in its efforts, her cry could be heard
Caught up in my granddaughters arms
A questioning look on how such creatures could come to harm
She held up the baby sandpiper, now dead
In shame I bowed my head
For my apathy about off shore drilling
I drove my granddaughter away crying
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Sheila
Regis
Yes, very sad . . . !!
Hugs,
Lance
fee
Be always safe,
Karen
"My offspring’s offspring looked ahead" my fav line, you are truly blessed.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
do anything about it!
Love,
Eileen
In the beginning I felt your pleasure walking with your granddaughter.
But I had to cry at the end. Because although we hope it won't happen, we know it might. What are we doing to ourselves! This really touched me.
Mary
Cryssa