Pebble

It wasn’t until I got home

that I found the pebble in my shoe

mainly because before that

all my thoughts had been of you.

With no more miles to go

I finally took a break

and realized that pebble

had been more than I could take.

Bruised and bloodied,

I thought this must be a sign

that all my thoughts of you

can never be benign.

© Autumn Siders 2016

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