They Shall Dream of Thee |
Pretty shell Upon the shore That floated up From the ocean floor Children come To play with you Waves crash in All frothy blue Up to their ears They listen close Hearing the roar Of your watery coast The mystery of you Your hiss inside They play in awe As you raise your tides You made their day Pretty shell of the sea When they sleep tonight They shall dream of thee Written by: S. Matheson 5/15/2006 |
