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Rock


06.12.13 Posted in today's words by

Michael Thompson’s poem Azure Blue appeared here in May 2013.

Rock
By Michael Thompson

I’m a rock.
They think that I have a family,
But I’m a rock.

True, I feel wind and weather,
But I’m a rock.

Want to know where I came from?
I would tell you–
But I’m a rock.
I might have come from a volcano,
But I have no brain
To remember because
I’m a rock.

It looks like I have a human nose, but
I smell nothing because
I AM A ROCK.



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