Every day a young man tossed a pebble in a pond.
One stone was cast for each memory he held fond.
After many years this laden pool became a stream.
All of his pebbles were tumbled smooth and clean.
A rock monument formed where the waters ran dry.
The testament to his life piled up several feet high.
An island mound of memory pebbles in the creek.
This symbolic reflection of his emotions ran deep.
At the end of his life, all the stones washed ashore.
With his memories gone, the water wanted more.
A new man came and skipped his memory stones.
The river accepted them, they were again home.