Sifting Through Sand
Never found a diamond beneath the swing set
Or sold out a show
Never been told I was beautiful without paying someone to say those words
Or tied a bowtie around my neck
Never painted a painting with a hand-made horse-hair brush
Or listened to Elvis on vinyl records
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Sifting through sand
Sifting through sand
On a sad day in March
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Never knew my grandfather to march in a Veteran’s Day parade
Or planted a lone tree in a meadow
Never listened to my daughter play flute in the school’s concert
Or had late night conversations with a bartender I didn’t know
Never placed flowers at an early grave on a cold rainy day
Or slept in past breakfast
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Sifting through sand
Sifting through sand
On a sad day in March
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Never took a bus North
Or fell in love with a friend
Never returned a book to the library
Or wore my favorite color socks
Never lied to get out of a date
Or messed around with someone’s calendar
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Sifting through sand
Sifting through sand
On a sad day in March
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Never baked a frosted chocolate cake
Or ate too fast
Never swallowed my pride
Or apologized without my fingers crossed
Never hit a baseball out of the park
Or sat scared past midnight
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Sifting through sand
Sifting through sand
On a sad day in March
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Never woke up in March
Never forgot December
July never came like a revolving door
Sifting through sand
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