A Piece of Sea Glass

Green and mysterious,

With hints of yellow and blue,

Smooth as a piece of metal,

Back into the ocean, it flew.

I had considered keeping it, obviously, but I decided against it. I wanted to leave it somewhere safe, somewhere it could stay, just waiting to be found. However, I didn't find anywhere I deemed worthy enough, so my solution was this: throw it back into the sea. After all, that was where it had come from, right? I wished that the next person who found it would let it return to the sea as well, then waded into the water a few feet, and tossed it as far as I could. Ever since then, I have done that with every piece of sea glass I found, but none of them were the same green as the first one.