Poetry by Rowan Evans

Author’s Note

Roo’s poetry lives in the little things—moments that might seem ordinary but carry extraordinary weight. Penguin Pebbling is a celebration of the quiet, unwavering presence of love, the kind that lingers like sunlight on a pebble.

Penguin Pebbling
Poetry by Roo the Poet

I found a pebble by the sea,
Smooth and bright, it spoke to me.
Not in words, but something more—
A feeling I just can’t ignore.
It shimmered soft in golden light,
Like how your laugh makes dark days bright.
A tiny thing, yet strong and true,
It made me think of only you.

So in my hands, I held it tight,
A little gift that felt just right.
Not grand, not rare, not shining gold,
But love’s small story, softly told.

A penguin’s heart, a simple thing,
Wrapped in pebbles, love takes wing.
No diamonds, jewels, or silver bands,
Just tiny treasures placed in hands.

So here’s my pebble, just for you,
A token of the love I grew.
For when I see the world so wide,
It’s you who lingers, by my side.

Closing Note

May we all notice the small treasures life places in our hands, the subtle gestures that speak louder than words, and may our hearts remain open to the gentle magic of everyday love.

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