Oyster Shells Poem by John Rickell

Oyster Shells



See the Morning Glory
blooming with the dawn
resting content and still.
Hold the tender bloom
for you alone it grows.
I would have need
were you not here.
Let us share the dance
tunes in the air;
speaking ocean depths
frothing waves and high,
oyster shells upon the beach,
pearls about your neck.

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