RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 55,434 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Grasping Treasured Shells - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Waves breaking over me,
gently knocking me into the surf.
Binding me with seaweed of the ocean, never letting
me go as I drown beneath the tears of life, grasping
shells that have been treasured all my days.
Glistening white foam, misting through eyes that are
no longer seeing what sight has always shown to me
in the light of sunrises.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 12, 2014

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