The Scallop Shell

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Title:     The Scallop Shell
Author: Dora Sigerson Shorter [More Titles by Shorter]

A scallop shell, loosed by the lifting tide,
Had left a friendly shore, the seas to brave;
Its lips of pink and snowy hollow shone
Pure in the sun, a pearl upon the wave.

It gleamed and passed--you burdened it with love,
With sweet long futures, new and dreamy days:
And named for me--because I held your hopes.
I bid you hush--not meriting your praise.

I pointed, where your vessel came to shore,
Wrecked where the tiny breakers rose and fell;
And bid your voyagers not put to sea
So fail a craft as this poor scallop shell.

[The end]
Dora Sigerson Shorter's poem: Scallop Shell

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