little half grown girl
has no company to play with
no pets or toys
lives by her wit again

begins the day by
kicking pebbles along the path
no direction
just any which way to

fro off the side
counting their bounces as they go
down to the grass
off the path they are now

nothing better
to count on mom numb dad long gone
frowns seem as sad
as pebbles do when kicked