She stooped to pick up a shell

And held it to her ear.

Though the tide was out

And the waves seemed small and far,

She found joy in the soft warm sand

And the imagined sound of the ocean.

As she strolled along quietly

Suddenly she heard it!

The tide was changing

And the majesty became so clear!

Rejoicing as the gentle droplets,


Displayed such power!


She held onto her board

And rode the wave

In victory!

By Martha L Shaw – © 7-16-2013

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