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Is it a myth that penguins
give their partners pebbles from the beach?
They search for the
smoothest pebble perfect stone,
To give to their intended
as a symbol of their love.
You did that too each time
we visited a shore.
You scoured the sands to
find the perfect rock for me.
And I in turn would do the
same for you
A ritual we instinctively
felt.
A necessary task to seal
our love.
We’d take them home to our
own nest.
From foreign shores around
the world
And label them with places
we had been.
They fill our home with
solid memories
Of treasured times.
A myth maybe but fact that
you my love
Are my perfect pebble
rock.
2 comments:
As another avid pebble collector, I love this Kay. Sadly my love of pebbles is not shared, so they become garden ornaments and when I’m enjoying garden sunshine I remember sunny days elsewhere xx
Quite a romantic poem Kay. I collected stones and shells but no longer have a collection, just oddments. They were only romantic in the sense that they reminded me of places I had been.It started when I was looking for stimuli for the classroom always a good starting point for creative writing.
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