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Rocks
I treasure stones,
Never to throw,
but to make shiny rings.
I hand them out,
knowing no one cherishs them as much as me.
Instead of “Thank You”,
I get rocks thrown back at me
while I’m on my knees looking for more
to give to you.
© Kassy Allen
Never to throw,
but to make shiny rings.
I hand them out,
knowing no one cherishs them as much as me.
Instead of “Thank You”,
I get rocks thrown back at me
while I’m on my knees looking for more
to give to you.
© Kassy Allen
