Rocks In My Pocket
Rock that is fine,
Rock that is course.
Rocks to obtain,
Rocks of remorse.
Rocks of shame,
Rocks to release.
Rocks to reclaim,
Rocks accumulate.
I carry these rocks everyday.
These rocks are mine to lead the way.
5/27/2018
Kale Brereton
Copyright © Kale Brereton | Year Posted 2018
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