A Gift
The sand beneath my toes glistens brightly with hope
As the crisp cool air gently kisses my cheek
The wind softly lulls an enchanting tune
The lull of the waves encaptures my soul
I clutch in my palm
A tiny token of life
A gift from nature
Pure innocent and white
It needs no other
No touch no sound
A pearl so delicate and perfectly round.
Copyright © Lynn Marie | Year Posted 2006
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