SEA SHELL ON THE SEA SHORE
On
a golden beach there lay one day
The
sun was shining brightly
The
rippling waves sprightly
Ebbing
and flowing, backwards and forwards
But
there before her eyes
There
on the seashore a wondrous
Beautiful,
exquisite and the biggest ever sea shell
Its
shape is like a cone, like an ice cream cone
Opulent,
magnificent with sumptuous colours
Pink,
blue, purple hues
But
as she steps closer she can see her reflection
Her
own self staring back at her, she takes a peek inside
And
to her surprise there before her eyes she also sees
The
trees that are behind her
The
shimmering skyline above
But
the very best of all that cannot be seen by her eyes
Is
a magnificent rainbow, so lavish in colours it has taken her breath away, she
sighs at the sight so bright, and then asks herself?
“Why
is this so? Is this magic beyond our control? It is not there in the sky so
high, but here it is a memory to keep and treasure always”
The
fair lady does not want to leave, she wants to take it home and show her
family, she cannot find away and way. So instead she admires and takes in all
the colours so wondrously lavish, a memory for always and ever and ever.
©
Teresa Joseph Franklin
26th
June 2013
All
Rights Reserved
Taken from the Ebook/Paperback editions of poems
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