a poem in my pocket

do you see that little seashell?
left from wave swell
so delicate—
i would like it.

it’s that freckled one over there
exposed to air
lying on sand
reach out your hand.

now, did you see that seashell move?
get it, my love
make a quick grab
—a hermit crab!

Grace invites us to write “minute poems” at dVerse Poets pub. A Minute Poem has 60 syllables, 3 quatrains of 8-4-4-4 syllable lines, and aabb-ccdd-eeff rhyme scheme.