This poem is about a beautiful lass I know, who was feeling discarded from a relationship that had just ended. Rejected and depressed by the feeling that she had messed up on an opportunity for a good relationship, she turned to me for some words of consolation, and so I wrote, Just a Shell.
Do you feel like a shell washed ashore?
Feeling alone; empty; bare?
Waiting for a wave to take your lifeless body fore;
Lettin’ go; an end to care?
Yet a shell seems as hard as a rock
Shining inside with delicate beauty splendour
Will be someone's treasure; off the rack
A change, a new, in the hands of a fondler
You are not alone; look around at us!
We are the rocks, the stones;
Other shells; grains of sand innumerous!
We love your colours, shades; your tones.
Now wait till you see what I will be,
When turned upside-down; my face to the Son.
His light from above illumines me
Then you’ll see how my heart is won!
(Inspired by a Sea Shell and a dear troubled Lass)
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When turned upside-down; my face to the Son."
Ron
Kathy J Parenteau