Heart-Shaped Stones
Strewn beneath my shuffling feet,
they lie in peace at water’s edge—
polished stones of shape replete
atop and side by side they wedge.
Searching now and then I find
a sight so rare, my gaze transfixed.
Amid the coarse and unrefined
lies treasure in between and twixt.
A mermaid’s love lies nestled there,
brought ashore in dead of night.
Heart-shaped stones she placed with care—
a gift for us of truth and light.
1st Place
MERMAIDS Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Thanks, Line
Copyright © Mark Peterson | Year Posted 2019
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