The Mysterious Swirl
By Samara S
The white pebble swings on my neck as I stroll.
I thought to myself and said
“What is this strange mysterious swirl?”
A never-ending illusion,
A staircase packed with wonder
Its white coat is an invasion of a blank mind
The hard silver metallic rope is the white pebble's friend
It always keeps them together
The white pebble looks exactly the same to others
But it’s still different
Because it's my own.