My Talismanic Object

Splish,
Splash,
Splosh

Skimming against the water
The surface so smooth,
It can travel across the river,
Just like a jet ski bouncing up and down
As if it was a Pixar Light Bulb

Throwing it as if it was nothing
Yet it went further than anything.
Where is it now?
Sitting on a shelf collecting dust
As if it was a Hudson Hornet Piston Cup.

It’s MY four leaf clover,
As thin as a sheet of paper,
As small as a mouse’s ear,
It was a magical sight
As it made its final leap