Beachcombers search for shells of odd beauty, renewed, Walking the beach in the soft morning dew.
Umbrellas appear and sand castles grow, Seagulls laugh at the people below. The delight of children is heard once more They frolic and play in the sand on the shore. The creatures on this world and those in the next Are for His pleasure and in this we are blessed. Remember these things the next time you pray, For the friends, peace and joy that God gives us each day. Return to Home Page Copyright 1997 by Linda H. .