A Shiny Glass Marble

Out on the smooth park path... step and step, far from the quiet rug. By the edge of a dry stone fountain, something clear and round was tucked against the concrete curb... a glass marble, glowing bright. I paused... tilting my head, watching the sun make little rainbow spots inside it. Slowly, I knelt down on the dusty pavement and stretched out one rounded hand. Nudge... it rolled along the shallow curved groove of the basin edge. Whirrr... and clink! It tapped softly against an iron drain ring, making a sweet, clear note. I sat back on my heels... smiling as the bright ring echoed away.