Seashells in my Toes
All is well
By the sea
When you pick up a shell
Put it to your ear
And hear the beat
Of the ocean near
Different shapes and sizes
Everyone knows a shell
There are no disguises
Toes on the sand
A bucket full of shells
A seaside band
My shell is intact
Many are broken
That is a fact
Heigh Ho!
The tide is coming in
Time to go
With my bucket full of shells
It’s time to take heed
I know what I’m having for tea
With these seaside smells !
Copyright Kizzy York aka K.J.Oakes 2017
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