When you touch them.
When you scrape them together.
When you throw them
Or set them down.
Rocks are made by nature,
Therefore have a spirit
And a soul of their own.
In the imagination of a child,
The rock pet speaks stories.
Tells tails to play the mind.
Or to just be friends.
Or its that one special stone
In a basket of many
That calls out to the individual
For the special connection.
So listen well
And carefully.
So closely
And pay attention.
For rocks always have sound.
this is what I got. I don't think he was expecting me to answer so well and fast lol 
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