Grimy Rocks
Beautiful days filled with work, love, kids and pets
Stuffed to the brim and living without regrets
Life's little, stubborn and grimy rocks
Are neatly placed in a teeny, tiny box
Better to treasure our sweet and golden nuggets!
(Poem dedicated to those insignificant flea-like people who are, quite frankly, like grimy little
rocks.)
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