Stone Poem by Michael Brock
Stone
Stone, my heart is stone
all around the stone stands firm
without shadows of past or present
it stands stone cold and firm
My memories are all of stone
the times that as a child I'd hide
in the stones beside the road
as people walk by they only saw stone
My mind now feels as one with it
the cold firm hardness of stone
the city is slowly becoming stone
and my heart, it is as stone.
Tough experiences in life make us harder like stones, but underneath I bet there so mauch warmth and wisdom hidden in stones. liked this poem. Nazli
Stony heart and stony looks In stone images I see books In phantoms of mind I delight In imagination we love or fight. CP
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4/25/2024 10:41:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
At times, in life, the tougher it is with us, the sharper we become. Go excel more, Michael!