The Final Stone
Beneath this engraved stone I forever rest,
all my pain has vanished,
all my worries are long gone,
all the tearful goodbyes have dried up.
I am now a polished piece of rock;
a hyphen, a small dash, represents my entire existence...
I tried so hard to be so much more.
Take loving care of what I have become.
For "Stones" contest sponsored by Rick Parise.
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