Shellfish

It waited alone on damp sand,
For the tide, to rejoin its band,
Hidden safely inside its cone,
A shellfish stranded on its own.


It had no door that I could see,
It was always open to be
Ready to crawl out to take flight,
From anything that gave it fright.


I thought I'd check if I could hear,
While holding it close to my ear,
The sound of waves some people say,
Are locked inside all night and day.


And yes, inside I know not where,
The wind and waves were surely there,
So it really is very true,
Within you hear the ocean blue! 

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