Loney Girl

By loneygirl

Beachglass

Not me. I walk, the length
of the beach.
Too restless to sit
Lost in my own thing.
Looking for shells, people
and beachglass.


Raymond A. Foss


This is part of my collection of beachglass. I enjoy combing the shore and always scour the rocks and sand for these pieces. Each time I find one, I wonder what it once was and what brought it there. How many tosses and turns of the waves did it go through to smoothen it's once rough edges.

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