She loved to pick up rocks.
Big rocks, small rocks, colorful rocks, rocks that glittered.
Sometimes the rocks she collected were mere pieces of gravel.
But she would pick them up and take them home.
The girl grew older.
She stopped collecting rocks on day adventures.
She moved out and moved on.
Living on her own.
I found three rocks while cleaning out our family car,
And put them on a table on the porch with some flowers and Zen Frog.
When I see them I think of her,
My rock loving girl.
Karri Temple Brackett
May 5, 2023