Likely to be touched
by a beach comber,
she lies to rest in the sand.
At times hidden and yet
waiting for a friendly hand.
She once housed life.
Now, she seems lost
and forgotten
though the passage of time.
Fighting the sea and the weather's erosion
she remains what she has been:
a gift from nature
a precious
good looking
attractive
seashell.


Reproduced with permission of its author Emiliano Martín GLAZED BY THE MOON-1996- page 40




© By Emiliano (Poeta48@aol.com)

 

 

 

 

 


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