what is this

A starfish.

I should've known you'd bid me farewell;
There's a lesson to be learned from this,
and I learned it very well.
Now I know you're not the only starfish in the sea:
If I never hear your name again, it's all the same to me.
Chorus:
And I think it's gonna be all right;
Yeh, the worst is over now;
The mornin' sun is shinin' like a red rubber ball.

The Starfish Story
Original Story by: Loren Eisley


One day a man was walking along the beach when he noticed
a boy picking something up and gently throwing it into the ocean.

Approaching the boy, he asked, “What are you doing?”

The youth replied, “Throwing starfish back into the ocean.
The surf is up and the tide is going out. If I don’t throw them back, they’ll die.”

“Son,” the man said, “don’t you realize there are miles and miles of beach and hundreds of starfish?
You can’t make a difference!”

After listening politely, the boy bent down, picked up another starfish,
and threw it back into the surf. Then, smiling at the man, he said…”
I made a difference for that one.”