A shell upon the sandy shore, Echoes tales from ocean's core. Curved and polished, smooth and bright, Holding mysteries of the night.
Colors dance in sunlight’s gleam, Hidden depths, a sailor's dream. Listen close, you'll hear the call, Songs of waves, both rise and fall.
In your palm, a world so small, Yet it holds the sea’s great thrall. Carry it, a treasure found, Ocean's whispers, all around.
