Scratched Hands and Stardust

Scratched Hands and Stardust

They shouldn’t have told her

That she had a future to worry about

That she had things to do

That she must be prepared

They said that she had to work hard and be smart

They said that she had things to do and places to be

They said that she wasn’t good enough

They said that she must reach for the moon and hang on

But if she didn’t hang on, she would fall to the bottom of the ocean lost and forgotten

Then climb, climb, and keep climbing and don’t look down

Keep climbing but don’t fall down

Keep climbing and never stop

But sometimes all she wanted to do was to lay down on the grass and look at the stars

And her hands, palms open, wanted to catch all the stardust they could and sprinkle it everywhere

Her hair wanted to dance in the wind from side to side

Fling from left to right

And her feet wanted to feel the grass between her toes

Her eyes wanted to watch the sun rise and set

The rainbow after the rain

Feel the love after the hurt

They wanted to see the beauty in life

But her legs had to keep climbing

And her eyes had to keep looking

And the hands

The hands dropped all of the stardust they could hold and were scratched from climbing instead