Walking on the beach tonight,
I found a heart in the sand,
with only one word
written inside: Bob.
I imagined Bob
writing his name and then
just walking away,
leaving him alone there with his heart.
Or maybe Bob was a jerk,
saying “I’m the only person I love.”
My foot was about to erase that pompous heart,
What if Bob had just survived a terrible loss,
and he was telling the world
he was ready to go on living?
careful not to damage the heart,
I wrote in the sand beside his name:
“All of us.”