IMMORTAL MOLLUSC

Seashell seashell on the sea shore,
Is really just a skeleton of a life that is no more.

It's sheer delight to find one, of any shape or size.
A twirly swirly souvenir, an iridescent prize.

I will treasure my shell forever, a memory of a day
I strolled one lovely summer with a friend along the bay.

If only this little mollusc knew, that even now it's dead
It still brings joy into the world, as it sits beside my bed.

By Suzanne Whitmarsh

Immortal Mollusc. Copyright belongs to Suzanne Whitmarsh.
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