Florida Seashells
While walking in the white sand by the seashore,
The seashells were many.
I liked collecting them,
There were shells of all shapes and sizes.
I was given a lovely shell,
Beautiful blue and green.
I collected shells of all shapes and sizes,
You could have a sand dollar which brings you luck.
There was a conch shell,
A large shell where you could hear the roar of the ocean.
What a good memory of Florida,
I put them in a basket at home,
There was a starfish,
Starfish,starfish in the sea.
What do i think of thee,
There were flat shells, fairly common.
The memory of our beautiful holiday in Florida.
The friends we met there at New Years.
The fire works that we viewed from the porch,
What a beautiful evening was had by all.
Author: Gwen von Erlach Schutz
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