Sea Glass thinks she’s better than me
but I was made from wonders, too.
(I’ve learned to give myself my due.)
When she’s found, folks shout with glee.
Pastel-coloured I’ll never be.
(But I was born from stars, who knew?)
Sea Glass thinks she’s better than me
but I was made from wonders, too.
If she listened, we could agree:
life’s not been easy for us two.
(Both of us roughly tossed askew.)
We fought our way out from the sea.
Sea Glass thinks she’s better than me
but I was made from wonders, too.
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Before Mona Voelkel was a full-time writer, she was a reading specialist in New York. She is the author of two picture books, Stanley and the Wild Words and the Moonbeam Award-winning Moon Choo-Choo. Her poetry has appeared in Little Thoughts Press, The Dirigible Balloon, and The Milford Journal. Mona is happiest when she is spending time with friends and family, travelling, or looking for wishing rocks on the beach.
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