How can a stone that was meant to sink
Dance on the water as quick as a blink
But little boys always seem to know they can

Looking for ones like little flat suns
They hurl them away from the land

Dimples repeating the theme of defeating
The water again and again

So if a stone can dance on the face of a lake
Imagine the journeys a dreamer could take

If he just took the trouble to plan

©terrybbrown