Memories held in glass jars.
Never remembered.
A faded day so long ago.
A time once had.
Castle walls are crammed
Into plastic bags.
Packed in suitcases
And taken away.
Waves crashing on bare feet
As arms reach down
Grabbing at shinning shells.
A new home given to old homes.
Rocks taken somewhere new.
Farther from home than ever before.
Once a part of something large,
Reduced to small.
Jars are forgotten.
Memories fade.
All but a faint smell of ocean escapes
From glass jars holding the ocean.
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