PEBBLE
He lay there on the river bed,
He didn’t move, he didn’t sound
He let the river wash him clean
And turn him round and around.
He stayed there for 100 years
Not moving very far,
Just going with the gentle tide
And guidance of a star.
And then one day,
The tide came strong,
And washed him out
From where he’d been so long.
By Tess