H.+Extended+Metephor+Poem

Sea Shell She is a sea shell Forgiving, she with stands the oceans wrath When he clams, he covers her and draws back The sun compliments her glistening smooth exterior She is tough but not prone to remain in tact Although she is hallow inside she is filled with specs of life Often over looked, alike in the crowd Absolutely peculiar alone and sound She listens to the wind its wisdoms, truths and secrets alike No one would have guessed that I am a sea shell, I will not make a sound