Once I was a beautiful shell
Giving life to the creatures of the sea
Tides and time pounded on me, breaking me bit by bit
Then I was stuck nowhere to go...
The barnacles found a place to dwell
But Mother Ocean gave me a second chance
The tides washed me upon the shore
There I lay waiting in the sun, dull and chipped and ugly
Then, you came along and found me
The barnacles were picked, the sand washed off
You polished me up and brought out my luster...
I'm still chipped with imperfections
But you laid me out for everyone to see...
The beautiful colors inside me
Now I'm shiny with colors and gold
The tides have yet to see me grow old
With the tenderness and care you gave me
I am once again a beautiful shell
- Vannessa Thibodeau -
I like the way that you used the word barnacles. Not a common word to use but it fits very well into this work.
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Tom Bailey
This poem isn't mine. It was written by Vannessa Thibodeau. Unlike Impassioned Verisifier where everything is written by me, on Randomness I sometimes pair pictures with poetry or quotes that I'm familiar with as an artistic expression of what I'm feeling. I'm glad you enjoyed her poem though, it is such a deep thought, isn't it?
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