Crimson’s Creative Challenge #254 #A star by any other name

We walked along the beach one day

when my companion said look there

like ivory upon the shingle lay

a sun bleached star, but such a star

as one would see when day is done

and nightfall cloaks the earth once more

to await again the rising sun,

but this star sits upon the shore

and there on the harsh sand lingers

till reclaimed by the tide’s long fingers