The Shell
One last walk along the beach before I say goodbye
The time here was a dream come true
A joy for mind and eye,
The waves, the air, the glorious sky
Renewal of my soul
At times I just would cry,
And as I strolled a shell unusual amongst the rest had caught my eye
So perfect in shape and color
Iridescent glints reflected in rainbow hues
Lavender, violet, golden yellow, orange and brilliant blue,
And as I turned it over catching the reflection of the sun,
It seemed to capture all the beauty and peace I had experienced,
The blazing sun, the immense white clouds, the countless stars,
The waves
All encased in this lovely shell within my hand
That the sand and water had made,
A memory held now forever captured in this shell,
The waves will forever be changing
The sky and clouds as well
But the colors and memories will forever remain
In this perfect shell.
Nancy Crossland
One last walk along the beach before I say goodbye
The time here was a dream come true
A joy for mind and eye,
The waves, the air, the glorious sky
Renewal of my soul
At times I just would cry,
And as I strolled a shell unusual amongst the rest had caught my eye
So perfect in shape and color
Iridescent glints reflected in rainbow hues
Lavender, violet, golden yellow, orange and brilliant blue,
And as I turned it over catching the reflection of the sun,
It seemed to capture all the beauty and peace I had experienced,
The blazing sun, the immense white clouds, the countless stars,
The waves
All encased in this lovely shell within my hand
That the sand and water had made,
A memory held now forever captured in this shell,
The waves will forever be changing
The sky and clouds as well
But the colors and memories will forever remain
In this perfect shell.
Nancy Crossland