One day as I went walking
I spied, upon the shore
A shell in all it's splendor
With sand upon it's floor
I know cause I was peeking
into the cave like hole
My eye was large and curious
to all the shell could hold
I saw a lake, with wind blown waves
The birds were fishing there
The sound emitted from the shell
just made me stop and stare.
The swoshing of the water there
along the tiny shore
will fill my ears with wondering
to hear forevermore
Karen 11/09/05