Something pinched the pincher off,
maybe another sea creature did it just to show off.
Somewhere there is a one-pincher-armed-crab crawling sideways or swimming in circles missing his other pincher.
If I could sew it back on,
then I surely would,
instead, I’ll hold it in my hand.
Shallow, clear water smiles at me,
I smile back and feel so glad.
I wish you had been there too to experience all the warm fun and sun!
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Written with a child like joy! Rejuvenating and timeless. I enjoyed this and now I want to help put a pincher back on a crab... lol
Maybe he left it for you to find so that you would know he was there, kinda like scratching " I was here" in the sand, so you would have a part of him to remember a wonderful day full of great memories. Seashells are houses left behind too 😊❤️✨
The ending brings in a sweet touch of nostalgia and shared joy. If you ever figure out how to sew pinchers back on, that crab would probably appreciate it.✨