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Sunshineflowers May 2013
She felt so trivially small,
For no one cared at all,
People never paid attention to her,
They saw her in a blur,
She was tiny and not noticed,
All her brothers and sisters were chaliced.
That is why she had to let go,
For she was the little toe.
Sunshineflowers May 2013
The tiny pebble swam along the path of the river,
Floating above the bed of colossal rocks,
Unsure of where the path might end.
The girl silently watched,
She felt like the pebble,
Not knowing where the river of life was taking her,
The only thing she was sure of was
Someday,
She would find another pebble.
As unspectacular as she,
To share the path with her.

— The End —