Seashells
Beautiful
treasures wash endlessly onto the shoreline,
Bringing
joy to those who seek to find a special one,
Sparkling
discoveries in infinite colors,
Pile up on the sand in awesome wonder,
Seashells,
crushing under people’s feet,
Those
searching to find a shell that’s complete,
If
God were looking, He would pass none by,
Broken shells would be the apple of his eye.
The
ones looked over by the rest,
are
special treasures that God loves best,
He
seeks to find the broken ones,
He
finds treasure in everyone.
Tammy
Harvey
written: 6/10/2014
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