Little Stones
A stone’s story is complex
One never starts small and grows
Instead a pebble continues shrinking
Until, in the end, it no longer shows.
The home of @esceulus' one a day poetry challenge. When not writing stuff, I can often be found wandering around London in vibrams (the strange shoes up there ^ ). This is also the place where the things that make me go "wow" get sent to hang-out. This may get crowded... I'm often wowed
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