Gift

Pretty pebble thrown in the air,
left all alone, nobody cared.
Carried powers way deep inside,
unseen by all but the wise eye.

Young girl in search of some control,
all by herself took a long stroll.
Aims to fulfill, numbed voided spots,
that broke apart within her heart.

Finds a slight shine, within a rock,
for the first time feels inner sparks.
Keeps it safe, deep in her pocket,
perfect fit for her soul’s locket.

Instantly clears, all of her fears,
confidence steers when sorrows near.
Every cold tear transforms to cheers,
good times appear, she holds it dear.

Pretty pebble is loved at last,
never ignored, like in the past.
A special gift is brightly shared,
emits pure love, deletes despair.

Finds her own way, follows sun rays,
happiness lays, fulfills each day.
Good thoughts convey, outcomes amaze,
faith truly pays, joys come to stay.

Graceful pebble, secure young girl,
gifts to this world, the rarest pearl.
Connected fast, attached they curl,
united paths dance, gleam, and twirl.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published May 5, 2021