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Pails

Shells
waiting
on the shore
for children's hands
pails overflowing with summer treasures

Summertime fades in September's last hour
memories gained
shells in pails
wait for
June

adventurechildhoodtetractys

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Robert Pettit

February 14, 2012 at 9:03 AM

While reading this, I could just hear Jerry Keller singing "Here Comes Summer". Good example of a tetractys.

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

February 14, 2012 at 6:50 PM

Good one, Robert. I love summer songs. Thanks and Happy Valentine's, Rhonda

Jslambert Mister Roboto

February 14, 2012 at 12:21 AM

Good thing we live in Florida, where we can fill up pail shells with snail shells or whatever we dang well please! Nice POEM!!! AGAIN!

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

February 14, 2012 at 6:49 PM

Good thing we live in FL. Come to think of it, I have filled up pail shells with snail shells. The best part about it, we can do it in February. The rest of the soupers are going to be jealous if we keep this up!