For Jewel
Only a Pebble
They say the bonds of love be endless
A handfasting between to hearts held sacred to the morning light
Beyond friends...so far past words to made sense of
This anchor that holds me calm when seas be rough
Man is so accustomed to the material world in which we live
A rare glimpse into his soul would reveal purpose
The need to have ready all that is desired by his mate
It is the hunter in or souls that demands a high price of us
A small walk by calm lake in moonlight
Or perhaps the laughter of a child
Struck fast by these things which cannot be bought
Proves that we are all only pebbles in the road of life
-Dan
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