If a rare spotted handfish
Washed up on my beach
Barely alive
Would one recognize 
How special it is?
If happened upon 
Such a find
It would mark my days
Stories and spare time
I'd seek to remove
Every invading sea star
Threatening its home
Plucking them from
Jetties, wharfs
Sea bottom floors
Just to make safe home
For one whom
We only touched hands
Once