The Starfish Secret

Walking on the beach, pre dawn,
we hadn’t travelled very far
When my daughter pointed to the sky and said,
“Look! a shooting star!”

A little further down the beach...
as if miraculously planned...
Glowing in the waning moonlight...
a starfish
in the sand.

“Could this be the same star
we saw shoot across the night?”
I smiled at her innocence and said,
“I bet you’re right.”

I shall never forget her smile
on the beach that early morn
when she discovered the secret...
of how starfishes are born.

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This is how myths are born. In a child's imagination - enjoyed thoroughly - :D



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Years ago I wrote a short bit

Years ago I wrote a short bit about this idea it is so ripe with juicy fun.