Sea Glass
What day was it I found this piece
Of broken bottle turned to gem
Abraded by the sands and tides
And worn to faded opulence
Just trash upon the ocean’s shore
Now in a jar upon a shelf
And miles from sights and sounds of gulls
And years gone by from when first found
A talisman to touch and hold
To shore up memories now gone cold
Of walks together on the beach
And hunting for the sea glass gems
Perhaps some magic still remains
Of walks and sharing finds.
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