To me, it's just a rock
Something she found in my garden
Hidden among the azaleas
With their purple blooms

To me, it's just a rock
Something covered in dirt
But to her, it's a treasure
Unearthed from its tomb

To me, it's just a rock
Something that's not alive
But to her, it's a pet
A best friend she can talk to

To me, it's just a rock
Something that takes up space
But to her, it's a world
A tiny planet she can hold in her hands

To me, it's just a rock
But to her, it holds magic
The imagination of a child
And I come to realize

Maybe it's not just a rock after all