TINY SHELLS
Tiny shells upon the beachSome are coloured some are bleached
Washed ashore by tide and sea's
Ornaments for you and me
Pebble smooth they shine like glass
Worn down by sea's in times gone past
If they could talk, what tales they'd tell
Of men of war and gold as well
To you and I just pretty things
For use as necklaces and rings
Things of interest,well you know
But still we use them just for show.
Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2005-12-14 at 11:00
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