20 May 2012
Many years ago A little girl walked Sand squishing between her toes
In the corner Of her baby blues A pebble so fine caught her eye
It was smooth Bright flecks of gold Glistened in her soft hands
The little pebble Became a friend to her She took it everywhere she went
One day whilst playing The pebble she did drop Unknowingly so, she left the pebble behind
When she realised That the pebble was gone Inconsolable the girl was to be
Many years passed The little girl became a woman Holding her child's little soft hand
Together they walk Pairs of feet gently stroll on by Sand still squishing among their toes
The child then sees Something so very lovely She bends down to stare in wonder
Picking it up proudly She goes to show her mother Holding out her tiny opened hand
There in her palm Was the beautiful pebble Still round with lovely flecks of gold!
The lost pebble Was lost no more Being cherished and kept very safe for all to see!
The Lost Pebble • Opuss № I