The Pursuit of Hiashiness

This poem was written for Mary Hiashi. You are a great source of inspration to others and just be yourself.

The Pursuit of Hiashiness

I’m not a lofty mountain top

With snowflakes for my hair

For mountain tops get lonely

In the pure and pristine air

Yet I am far more special

I’m the only one to be

Myself, to put it simply

I’m Mary Hiashi

I’m not a golden bird of flight

Who soars above the sky

For golden birds they miss the life

Below, that passes by

Yet I am far more special

I’m the only one to be

Myself, to put it simply

I’m Mary Hiashi

I’m not a purple blossom

Amongst a field of clover

For clover quickly withers

Once the summer months are over

Yet I am far more special

I’m the only one to be

Myself, to put it simply

I’m Mary Hiashi

I’m not a gleaming diamond

Inside a treasure store

For every little diamond has

A tiny little flaw

Yet I am far more special

I’m the only one to be

Myself, to put it simply

I’m Mary Hiashi

I’m not a sundry, scarlet leaf

At Autumn’s beck and call

For every leaf, there comes a time

When sadly it must fall

Yet I am far more special

I’m the only one to be

Myself, to put it simply

I’m Mary Hiashi

I’m not the mighty ocean

With froth upon the waves

For deep beneath its surface

Lies a multitude of graves

Yet I am far more special

I’m the only one to be

Myself, to put it simply

I’m Mary Hiashi

For I have my ambitions

I’ve my hopes, my goals, my dreams

And I also have my nightmares

And my fears and tears and screams

For I am far more special

Than the mountains, bird and sea

Than the rolling fields of clover

Than the diamond and the tree

For I’m unique amongst the stars

The only one to be

Myself, to put it simply

I’m Mary Hiashi