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Keepsakes – by Charmaine Candappa A twig of driftwood with remnants of sand Clinging to its peeling skin. Rocks worn smooth by waves Edges dulled and rounded In different shades of sand and lake. Stones ancient treasures from the earth Smooth, delightful, and of profound beauty. Intrigued am I of the mystery Of the conch shell’s echo of the wind in my ear, As I carry home the scent of the lake In my tote duffel bag. C.C. ( Sleeping Bear Dunes) Michigan ...