Solid as Stone

January 2, 2011
As I sat there
Beside it

Its warmth
It seemed to glow
From the inside

Its roughness
On the surface
But still wanted to be with it

Enough to fly through the hardship
Without a scratch

The working men
Continued clanking away
At their harvesting

I understood a beat
Beat of a heart

Of the rock
Of my mom

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