Sea Shell

I am a sea shell
exotic and rare
delicate, luminescent
beyond compare

I once was a home
for a creature so tiny
who hid in my depths
protecting her hiney

For she was so lovely
she gleamed and she shined
that she would've been eaten
in that tasty sea brine 

But I gave her long life
in my hard purple shell
no one knew she was there
(or they couldn't quite tell)

And I loved her so much
that I named her Ariadne
and fed her tiny bits
of juicy sea debris

'Though she died long ago
and no longer is here
you can still hear her spirit
if you hold me to your ear
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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De Beaulieu Avatar
December 6, 2018 at 1:32 PM
Hello Rhona, I like the seashell when I put it up to my ear, I hear the sea roaring A comfortable sound. Have a nice day my friend.
Mcferran Avatar
December 6, 2018 at 3:56 PM
Yes, it is very comforting... Hope you have a lovely day, too! ;)
Krutsinger Avatar
November 9, 2018 at 9:06 PM
This is practically personification. Went to my FAV list as soon as I read "protected my hiney."
Mcferran Avatar
November 10, 2018 at 7:37 AM
Hahahaha! ;D I actually thought of you while writing that... it felt sort-of Caren-esque (which I LOVE)!! ;)
Pigeon Tart Avatar
November 9, 2018 at 8:41 AM
I just love it. A fave! A perfect penning, delightful! xomo <3
Mcferran Avatar
November 9, 2018 at 10:32 AM
Aaawww! Thank you so much! ;)
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