Where DO They Come From?A Poem by Rebekah SmithThis is a genuine occurrence in my life...I genuinely found another today. They're the ones in the picture :)
Blue marbles follow me.
They follow me wherever I go. I've HAD one since I was little, And found a few more along the road. Blue is a favourite colour, And they have iridescent sheen... Never considered it for too long But I don't understand what they mean! There was one down the back of the sofa today, And I've found them on the floor; Now they sit on my windowsill, glinting away - I wonder if I shall find more. It seems that when they are found they have meaning, Come along at opportune times, They reinforce smiles that are gleaming And stifle lonesome cries. Great though it'd be To know who left them for me, It's not something I'll research too hard. I hope they keep coming As through life, I'm running Until a marble lights my night like a star. © 2017 Rebekah SmithFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorRebekah SmithBristol, South-West, United KingdomAboutThis is an extrememly hard box to fill, so my idle mind will leave it to your creative one. more..Writing
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