The sea, like a huge reflection of a glittering sapphire,
The sand, whispers messages as it rolls along the bay,
The shells, I follow the patterns, tracing each curve with my thumb,
Driftwood, covered in soft sand and scarred from the dancing waves,
Sea glass, like dazzling stars, once fallen from the nothingness above,
Seaweed, like a strand of hair from a beautiful mermaid's curls,
The song in the summer breeze singing softly for all to hear.
by Becky Norris (11)
Competition - Postcard Poets
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