I can’t say every day I gave my best effort
I won’t say I smiled at every stranger
I will not guarantee that my heart has been in it all the way
I did not put one hundred percent into my actions
But I still felt the appreciation and the anticipation of a new day
I still awoke with a hope that I would get to see the sun rise and fall once more
When the colors seemed to fade, in the brightest sunlight
And the waves rose above my head, tossing limbs wildly
I reached upon the shelf up high, breaking through cobwebs, 
Wiped the dust from the lid and opened up my jar of sand
In the gentle glow of dusk, I poured the sand over my toes
Reaching to pick it off the ground and run my fingers through it
Drawing simple outlines of hearts and suns, a vivid imagination
Surrounded me with a beach scene and a delicate breeze
With a quick blow, the wind swept my sand away,
Trickling into the air above the grass and winding into the distance
But still my mind pretended the buildings were palm trees
And each passing car a playful flip of a dolphin fin
Though I doubt some days and feel as though my life goes unrecognized by all but me
I know it is not true and in one jar of sand, my world stays whole and vivid
