|Illustration by Carmen L. Brown, 1917 - courtesy of Monday's Child
At the Shore
Another sunny morning at the shore and
The ocean greets my piggy toes in cool, foamy waves.
The shells on the beach and also in my bucket
Have a glowing iridescence: it’s like silvery silk, wrapped around a tiny world.
Everyone should have a morning like this at least once.
Starfish and conch and mussels swim by in the salty water.
“How do you do?” I sing, greeting each one with a smile.
Only time will tell if they’ll
Remember me after I’m grown, but
Every once in a while, when I see a pretty shell, I believe that they will.
Poetic form: Acrostic
Process notes: This illustration brought back memories of when I was little and I visited my grandparents, who lived in Atlantic City. I always looked forward to walking the beach so I could see the treasures hidden in the sands, and also, I loved stand in the shallow waves and feel the water tickle my toes.