Cockle Shells

  

That moment when you reach that shore, when you finally lay your body down, next to his; when everything is done and you don’t really know where all that energy came from, or how you got there. When everything seems to fall into place, when all is said and done, when the race is finally won….that someone carried you all the way and all I know this moment in time has come; I’m going home; I’m going home. I’m coming home to you. 


Photo: Women collecting cockles in Pen-clawdd, Glamorgan. Photo taken by Geoff Charles, Aug 10th, 1951. Pinterest.

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