Favorite Pastime

Along the the endless beach, where waves touch the sand. Ocean treasures within reach, picked up with a loving hand. What lies beneath the surface, a wonderous world we can't see. Life flourishes in quiet peace. Hidden within the depths, so free. The sea's treasure becomes our own. Searching for seashells, still a delight. A pastime that's never outgrown. From day's dawn, to last fading light. A child sees her first seashell in the sand. She gathers all that she can find. Gently she turns them in her hand. That moment, forever etched in my mind.