Sea Glass
The sharp edges
spiky points
that once sliced
mercilessly.
Round and mellow
with age
tempered
by incessant
pounding waves.
The world now viewed
through an unpolished lens;
a pale blue haze.
Copyright © Terry Miller | Year Posted 2024
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