| I have one marble left One beautiful marble An iridescent green blue marble A smooth cool marble I keep it with me in a little bag A soft worn leather bag Tied with string I keep it with me Always And hold its cool roundness In my cupped hands And tell it secrets And mutter soft somethings to it When my head gets too full Then I listen close Cheek presses against curved coolness And it whispers to me And I always do as it says Always For it knows It knows They say “he’s lost his marbles” But no, thank goodness that’s not so! For I have one One marble left One beautiful smooth marble My iridescent green blue marble |  |
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Today's Story
About the StoryFernando wanted only one thing in the world, to fly through the air on a flying trapeze. But when he falls and shatters his leg, he begins to wonder if his dream will ever become a reality.
AuthorAfter a long hiatus, the Six Chicks have returned with new and exciting stories to share! Today's post is a short story written by Heather, as an example to read to her Creative Writing class at her daughter's elementary school. Want to read more of her blog posts and stories? Select HERE! ArchivesWant to read more stories? Click below!
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