Daisy 4
By: ECole789
So Mother of Pearl Essence...
Though,
Of an Intricate Delicateness--
Mosaic Remnants
Of A Marine Creature's
Past,
By its Own Consensus,
Pretermitted?
Or...
A Life Rendered Unable to Continue,
Existence?
The Hostilities of its Watery World...
It Failed to Overcome?
For...
Sadly,
The Land of the Living,
It May No Longer Be Among.
Its Shell of the Sea...
With an Ear I Listen Intently,
I Hear the Roaring Waves ,
In Which it Once Lived and Played...
The Waters May Have Became its Grave;
Yet,
As Upon the Shell in My Hand I Gaze,
My Mind Helplessly Wonders,
As My Heart Hopelessly Ponders...
The Fate of The Once Occupant of My Now,
Seashore Memento.
10/07/2013
{The Papers of Daisy}
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