Infinities

I'm trying so hard to get all my poetry up but, there's so much of it.

Count the grains of sand on the shore.
Number the knocks upon your door.
Count the stars that fill the skies,
And all the things that mean forevermore.

Count the sandmen for every dream.
Number the waves for all that they mean.
Count the wishes that rise on the comets,
And all the hopes from those unseen.

Count on and on,
For all the things to be counted upon...

But all the infinities could not match how I feel