Emma Goodridge-Hobson Poet Free verse

The Pebble

The Pebble
Sat innocuously
Silent and still,
Yet the tale it could tell, 
would span a million lifetimes.
Locked inside, for no one to know;
No one yet the pebble,
Is the fossil in it's heart.
To break the fossil free, 
loses the stone.
Sit still dear pebble, 
retain your secret forever.

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John Lawless March 19, 2023 at 1:16 PM A mentor of mine always told me "to be the pebble" for even the smallest pebble dropped into a calm lake will send out ripples to touch the shores no matter how distant....OOPS....did I just disclose the pebble's secret... Emma Goodridge-Hobson March 19, 2023 at 2:09 PM No you’re ok, I kind of let the secret out in line 8 so the cats out of the bag already!