Sea Shells - Poem by Peter Hall
If only shells could talk and think
Lazy on the Clyde,
I wonder what they'd say to us?
'I drift in with the tide...
'You can't control everything
Though you've done your best
Sometimes you need to let things go
Enjoy the view and rest'.
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