She collected seashells, I collected sand

She collected seashells,

I collected sand

She searched for the perfect one,

I reached down my hand

 

I carried a bucket,

a basket she did whirl

Mine was filled with tiny grains,

hers, mother of pearl

 

She came out each morning,

me, just late at night

She adored the sunrise,

I loved the moon light

 

Then one day it happened,

my alarm clock didn’t ring

I woke to a rising sun,

it was the weirdest thing

 

I ran down to the shoreline,

my bucket in my hand

It’s then I saw her gorgeous face

while I collected sand

 

I found a perfect seashell

and watched her eyes grow wide

She held out her basket,

I placed the shell inside

 

Then she reached down before me

and gathered in her hand

I held out my bucket,

she filled it up with sand

 

And now each day and evening,

we walk along the shore

She told me that she loves me

and her I do adore

 

So if you see us out there,

strolling hand in hand

 

know...

 

she’s collecting seashells

and I’m collecting sand

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

An older one of mine but one of my favorites.

Reviews

[DIVYA]

A beautifully crafted poem about two people who love different things and yet love abides. To be your own person makes you be better in a relationship. I relate so much.
Happy New Year dear friend. 🙋🏻‍♀️💕

[willweb]

Happy New Year Divya. Thank you so much. : )

[DIVYA]

You are most welcome dear Willweb.

[Betty Hermelee]

a very pleasant love story set at the seashore; two people collecting different things came to be as one; she collected sea shells, he collected sand...but somehow there was a spark...and that happened when he forgot to set his alarm and woke up when she was at the shore...so, by coincidence they moved in sync and a relationship developed full of sweet love scent.....very well written and nicely rhymed.
Best, B

[willweb]

Thank you so much Betty. I am glad you enjoyed this one. It was so much fun to imagine and write. I appreciate your visit.

[Betty Hermelee]

You’re very welcome Will
Best, B

[JD Major]

A feel-good, beautiful piece, Will, with the rhythm of a happy fairytale :)

[willweb]

I appreciate your visit.

[willweb]

Thanks JD, someone walked into my office as I type my response and I hit post comment by accident. I always appreciate when you stop by to read.