The beautiful conch longs for a hand to hold,
But the hermit crab says “don’t take away my home. “
The sand dollar is pulled from the darkness it’s always known,
It says, “I’m breathing, don’t you know?”
The starfish is a beacon of hope away from home,
It says, “I’m not a souvenir, you hear?”
The urchin waits to prick your toes,
The ocean is still a home.