tossed and turned
tumbled - churned
the sand smooths us
wears us down
bashed against the rocks
chipped and moulded
into a shape that becomes us
no matter what
we will survive what is thrown our way
the waves will continue to move us
rolls us
but we will stay united
hold strong
until the time comes
and we can settle forever together
the sand soft beneath us
A .D
oh, we're waxing poetic! you're great, ms. annie. and the photo is excellently processed. i love shells (especially if i can est what's inside them). great work!
thank you all so very much for the kind words and lovely favs - and mostly for taking the time to stop by and comment :)
@gigiflower I am indeed but haven't for a while