Who can resist the sand dollar,
Its circled star and tiny dove
Between each hollow spine?
Pick up this treasure trove
Before the tide comes in
Stripping the beach-bed clean,
Before the silver seekers
Appear with detecting machines.
They cannot see the sand dollar
Which does not rudely beep
But lives in silent symmetry
Inside my castle keep.
As I am motionless at sea
By captive childhood's dream,
Remembering another ocean,
Another beach to glean.
[Undated poem by Virginia McKinnon Mann. Photo by Rachel Hathaway.]
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