Friday, December 30, 2005

Bright seashells on the sand

"The tide recedes, but leaves bright seashells on the sand,
The sun goes down, but leaves its warmth upon the land,
The music stops, but lives on in sweet refrain,
For everything that passes, something beautiful remains. "



Anonymous said...

beautiful..and timeless!!

Anonymous said...

A peaceful sound, as I remember playing in it as a child.

Owl said...

Hi there!
I had just come across this poem at, used it on my blog, then did a search to see where it had come from originally, and found YOUR blog!! Isn't life strange! :-)