She sells sea shells,
Tiny sanctuaries, for tiny denizens
White on white, multi-chambered dwellings
Stranded at high tide,
Flotsam and jetsam left at the door
A peek through window
Leaves a question unanswered

My journal of big words and pretty pictures
She sells sea shells,
Tiny sanctuaries, for tiny denizens
White on white, multi-chambered dwellings
Stranded at high tide,
Flotsam and jetsam left at the door
A peek through window
Leaves a question unanswered
I loved the picture, and the sand that looks like spun sugar and rock candy…every time you hit publish, I hope that you know that I instantly get warm thinking of the beach that you are snapping.
what a great picture, such a beautiful shell.
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