Cart, Carter And A Carte Blanche!

He collects pebbles into his dilapidated cart The plastic red bucket perhaps from a junk yard it seems And luckily no license needs for the unending road? I asked him; 'Papa! Why all these pebbles? ' 'Yes I understand and everybody asks the same question, Certainly I pass this clue and do not bother please! I make my own tomb with the help of these round stones And this white blank paper which I have signed below That's for my humble epitaph and I hope you finish it? ' Yes I do Papa! ; 'Some collect bare lands for future prospects And some collect money for pleasure but very few Those who collect friends and that's why I scribbled few lines hereto! ' (To Mr. Patrick Gabriel)