I am but a humble pebble
that has been washed up
upon this poetic beach
I will stay a while
but if seas get rough
I may find myself in a new land
May i be blessed
On my journey through
The mists of time
It looks as though this part of my journey is ending if anyone wants me im residing at writerscafe.org under the name of pebbles ..of course
Much love to everyone who has touched me with their words and journeyed beside me ...im eternally grateful thankyou x x x