My Alien Friend

The strange figure was watching me,

Like me when I'm observing tea.

Was it a she or was it a he?

I did not know,

I was willing to explore.

It appeared to be a friend,

Nothing like the media's fiend.

I got close and it held out its hands,

This strange being had not even seen

sands.

Its eyes observed everything around,

Even though it didn't make a sound.

And as events started to unfurl;

I realized that this strange being,

needed to see the world.

So, I took it by the hand,

And the first thing I showed it,

was the wonderful sands.