Oh for all the treasures found

I searched for a precious stone

Not rare diamonds often sought

Or fanciful gems well known

With unkept hair and dirty nails

And filth upon each knee

I crawled the earth to find the rock

A mission laid out for me

in-printed in hand, after many a day

There rested the wrongful find

Mis shapened piece held in hope

When I had become blind

I took the stone I found so dear

And walked up to the bank

Cast it swiftly upon the lake

And watched it as it sank

The glassy water eerily still

never a ripple was cast

As the stone found a place
In the bottomless depths at last

Never a whistling sound did it make

While traveling through the air

Never the sparkling dance I'd hoped

When it hit the waters there


Oh mistakened, saddened me

I'd chosen a wrongful keep

There was no joy to be found

In the game this stone did reap

With disappointment my head dropped

Hands fell to my side

Silence echoed through my ears

And something in me died

But for the joy a girl may feel

Of watching the right rock skip

I grabbed my things and set back off

A new stone to find this trip

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