Shells

The heedless oceans hurl them to the shore Sometimes shattered, sometimes a little broken Sometimes perfectly shaped Shaped through tides of many destinies They come Ever-moving, ever-changing Through oceans of love, storms and stillness Through gentle breezes of wisdom They flow in Life's eternal embrace Like me... Sometimes shattered, sometimes a little broken Sometimes perfectly shaped...

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Eileen Manassian

Date: 9/19/2016 11:50:00 AM

Beautiful piece, love the analogy, Sheila. I love the sea, so this spoke to me....We are like shells..indeed. Thanks for the visit to my poem.

Sheila Sacks
Date: 9/20/2016 1:47:00 PM

Thank you for your lovely comment Eileen! I love your poems.... I'll be visiting often! Sheila

Joe Dimino

Date: 9/19/2016 9:14:00 AM

Lovely read! Not so complicated, when you thing about it...how all life mimics one another. The forces dividing us, are the same forces cementing us together. Be kind to one another--to earth, our mother--remain grateful for a loving God that is all....

Sheila Sacks
Date: 9/20/2016 1:44:00 PM

Oh so true! Thank you for dropping by to read my poem Joe! Sheila

Daniel Turner

Date: 9/10/2016 11:38:00 AM

Yes Mrs Sheila, such is life! "Life is 10 percent what you make it, and 90 percent how you take it." Love the write!

Sheila Sacks
Date: 9/16/2016 1:58:00 PM

So true, Daniel! Thank you for your lovely comment! Sheila