C.L.
I am not a rock
I am no boulder
I am a stone, skipped in a grove
Just the same and mundane
As the pebbles that reside
Until I go some place
I am not supposed to be.
I am not a rock
I am no boulder
I am a stone, skipped in a grove
Just the same and mundane
As the pebbles that reside
Until I go some place
I am not supposed to be.