Rocky Hoard

Hunting hard

On his knees

Smooth black stone

Shown with glee


Rough gray rocks

Tiny bones

Small hand grips

Happy tones


White gray stone

Marble chip

Sings a song

As he skips


Yellow stone

Part of sun

Giggles spill

Having fun


Stones with stars

Sparkles bright

Small eyes glint

With delight


Black white stripes

Zebra rock

Now it's time

To take stock


Fingers count

Rocky hoard

Small green box

Stones are stored

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