Shell

O coiled shape
Even and beautiful;
Delicate yet strong,
Patterned exquisitely
Coils within coils;
What sounds of the sea
Echo round your pearly walls?
Sending pictures of sunny days
On beaches, lazy, hazy days

Shell

Sunsets and the lapping waves,
As hand in hand
Toes hugging the sand
Silent communion of love.
O shell pressed to my ear
You bring memories sweet
Of halcyon days,
And carefree ways.


Sheila Jakobsson