Pebble And My Soul

By: Brittany Eldridge

Sitting by the pond with a pebble in my hand

Tossing it in and waiting for it to land

Noone knows I’m here, but I can hear the cars go by

This place I sit and contemplate life

Sitting behind a stone wall under the blue sky

Each pebble I toss 

The ripples move delicately across

Sitting there with a heavy soul, with my feet dangling from the edge

I find solace on this ledge