I know this place

The beach where me and Phoebe would race

My favourite place for a moonlight stroll

Just beyond the hill where my friends would roll

I stand to look upon the sea

Remembering how special this is to me

I continue to look for my animal guide

I glance over to see it on my left side

A small lizard on a sandy log

I can only just see it through the fog

I smile at the gecko in the sand

And slowly reach out my hand

My finger tips gently touching his toes

Still slightly amazed it was me he chose

He watches me with a beady eye

While thinking of questions I let out a sigh

I can see him waiting for me to ask for guidance

Yet still we sit here in silence

He is meant to be my counsellor

But right now my feelings are a blur

I look across the beach its like one of my diaries

Filled with hundreds of my happy memories

Carefully lifting my hand to stroke his head

Still so many troubles left unsaid

Pulled out of my vision by the chime of the door

I quickly jump up off the floor

I have been ordered to have some rest

But I will see my gecko on my next vision quest