Shell

Walking along the shore I came across a broken shell
I called out your name
But, there was no answer despite how loud I would yell 

The shell was chipped and had a large crack along its side
I cherished it despite its flaws
Until a giant wave crashed down upon me and stole it with the tide

My shell was lost forever and would never again be found
Again, I called out for you 
Again, no response as if my voice made no sound 

A warming sun folded away into the hills as it faded into night
I wished upon the first star I saw
I wished to be loved by you and that you would hold me tight

The once smiling sun was replaced by crying clouds and a frowning moon
My heart began to play a song just for you
But the beat carried such a sad tune

Every melody reminded me of the person I once knew
I forced myself to turn off the musiic
In order to stop thinking about you 

I fell asleep inside a blanket of sand and I lived inside a dream
It was there that you answered my calls and stood beside me
But when I woke I was reminded that it was not as simple as it may seem

My tired bloodshot eyes seemed to have run out of tears
They stopped crying when you don’t answer
I continued my journey ready to face my fears

I looked down and found another shell which had been washed in from the sea
Inside it held a beautiful pearl
I began to call your name but stopped because I knew you would not answer me

I picked up the shell and continued walking along the shore
My new shell was perfect
But I still missed the one I had before

I held onto it tightly so that it wouldn’t be stolen by the tide
My grasp was so strong it tore a gash into my skin
The fear of losing it began causing me pain inside

The gash became infected and caused my hand to swell
I turned around to look for help 
I saw you standing there holding onto my old shell
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Man Avatar
July 13, 2018 at 9:17 PM
Danielle, your write a most captivating story of being lost and then being found. Your last couple of lines gave me chills.. so well done.. you have a beautiful mind!
Brunelle Avatar
July 14, 2018 at 2:56 AM
Thank you so much for all ur encouraging comments I appreciate it
Andresen Avatar
July 13, 2018 at 12:07 PM
- Lost but found back ... a lovely story - The little one is often the big one. ... a feeling, a mood, an insight, or something that touched the heart :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Brunelle Avatar
July 13, 2018 at 12:11 PM
Thank you
Sands Avatar
July 13, 2018 at 11:41 AM
Wow , what a story. Well expressed :)
Brunelle Avatar
July 13, 2018 at 12:06 PM
Thank you I wrote this one many years ago
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