When they clatter in the waves.
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Seashells Sing
Posted byMichael Sean EricksonPosted inUncategorizedTags:#literature, #love, #nature, #ocean, #poem, #poetry, #writing
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Michael Sean Erickson 
I love going searching for shells. It seems like sometimes I hit a jackpot, other times, I wonder if there is really life out in the sea!
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Agreed. If seashells are all voices in a choir, then some sing beautifully and others are connoisseurs of off key notes. Regardless, in their own way they are all gifts from nature deposited on our shores at the very least to inspire a bit of our imagination.
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I lost my mom when I was 23 and I remember being a young mother I used to walk down the beach asking my mom to just put out one nice shell for me. Now as I walk I ask whoever I know who has passed.
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