once saw a skipping stone
told myself mine would skip too
failed time and time again

gave up after a year
went by the river for goodbyes
there went the skipping stone

thrown from my hands
overjoyed, excited, all the good feelings
gave myself a big warm hug

congratulated myself on the work
tried another to be sure
watched it as it sank in the river

my eyes had deceived me
i deceived my own self
gave up for good

never went back to the river
all that trying was for nothing
guess it was never meant to be