Finding A New Pebble Poem by RIC BASTASA

Meeting you is like
Finding a new pebble
Out at sea. I don’t
see

Any similarity
with
The rest

i say
you're unique

And
no one
Believes this pebble
in my hand is
Something significant

In fact
Everyone does
Not really mind
At all
Saying it is
Nothing but a
A very ordinary
pebble

But in my heart
It isn’t
It is something
That
Amazes me
with its texture
of solidity
and
metallic color

it has
Changed the way
i look
At all the pebbles
on the
shore

you lied.