Chelynne's Book

Sand between my toes I've saved along with flowers pressed A tortoise shell of black and green from when I lived out west On my desk I even hold a ruby found in ancient Rome and opal shells made just for me from snails I met in the Aegean Sea But what I hold dear to my heart comes clear the best in ink So I seal them down indelible and kiss them with a wink I hold them here inside this book along with thoughts of you For, sister, you and I are one instead of only two...