Ammonite

Curl

I guess you had a stormy life,
Tossed Jurrasic seas,
Darkest blue and deepest black,
Angry, churning freeze.

I guess you had an urgent life,
Dodging greedy jaws,
A swimming stretch of mighty munch,
A giant icthyosaur.

I guess you had a wild life,
Though no more than all the rest,
But a life it was, and a precious thing -
Now a curl is all that's left.