I Am a Rock
I am a rock like all the others
We look alike, we could be brothers
I blended in, I am not rare
Another stone without a care
A kid walked by and looked at me
I did not understand you see
Why he chose me, a choice so bold
He was a child, just eight years old
He was alone, no way of knowing
About the fear he soon was showing
He walked so slowly by the school
Not looking to break any rule
Then lost in thought, just looking down
He spotted me and with a frown
He pull me up and held me tight
And suddenly, I was in flight
Now this is where the fear comes in
He had not looked where he had been
Right by the school, his throw was strong
And now he knew his aim was wrong
He had not looked nor had he thought
And in his eyes the fear was caught
A window like a target bold
My path to shatter glass unfolds
I watched him as I sailed away
The horror on his face that day
He saw me on the path to shatter
His actions now would never matter
I am a rock, I have no skill
But trying hard with all my will
To change the path my flight would take
Just an inch might stop the break
The window style a wooden fringe
Two sides swung open on a hinge
And center met, a wooden strip
Two inches on the center lip
With all my might I redirected
The kid, I knew, needed protected
I struck the window’s center brace
And fell to earth without a trace
The other children heard the sound
With startled stares they looked around
But there was nothing left to see
No damage done by him or me
I saw the kid begin to breathe
A sigh of relief he would heave
A stroke of luck was on his side
A simple stone had been his guide
I am a rock, like all the others
But if I only had my druthers
I try to do what I can do
Cause rocks, like kids, have feelings too
Copyright © Andy Chunn | Year Posted 2024
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