She is an egg.
Her strength lies in her shape, head to leg.
She easily breaks across her shell.
But on her edges, she is toned well.
You will be quick to say she is fragile,
Wondering how you will handle her lifestyle.
She breaks not all long,
And that's when you realize she is thought wrong.
She can stand any tide,
From the depth of the ocean to the sea wide.
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She can stand any tide, From the depth of the ocean to the sea wide. very fine poem. like your ways of description and imagination. tony