The Beach of Broken SeaShellsThe beach means the sand in your toes,More Like This
With the sound of boat bells,
The smell of ocean water in your nose, and
Eyes scanning the sandy beaches for seashells.
So many broken shells that have fallen
To the might of the ocean waves,
But one shell seems to be callin’
For childrens eyes to meet its gaze.
Small, but yet not shy,
Milk and dark chocolate brown,
White tips and a fan shape,
Rough on the edges just to hide
Its smooth friendly inside
It had lasted a long and hard journey,
And has found a place to share its knowledge,
That life is long, and it will be tough,
But you will reach your destination eventually.
So a day at the beach
Is not just fun,
But can tell a story
Of a tough life of a shell.
With a life lesson.