5.5.12 A Near Life Experience

I am naught but a stone.  A pebble really.  Too small to be noticed, too big to be played with.  I watch all the big rocks, they are boats and homes and spaceships.  And the little ones are berries and soup bits and weapons. But I’m not.

             What am I?

I want to be noticed.  I want to be found.  To be imagined with and created.

I want to live.

They almost found me yesterday.  Almost took me to play.  But they reached out and took another.  They missed me.

I had a chance. 

Yeah, I almost got to live.