Tiny treasures washed ashore
Patiently polished by time
Shell I pick you up
Or leave you to rest in the sand?
Your journey complete with tales to tell
Of seaweed and undertows
Shell I pick you up
Or admire you from my hands?
Basking beauties before my eyes
Collecting on common ground
Shell I pick you up
Or honor the shelter you gave?
Ancient armor from life now passed
Jagged and rightfully so
Shell I pick you up
Or leave you kissing the waves?
mishunderstood 