There Lies a Stone In a Field
...There lies a stone in a field,
A stately old oak its shield.
I use to go there unknown
To sit and ponder and hone.
As I grew, so did the stone,
Though not in stature or build,
For these a stone...
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Categories:
lichenose, introspection, nature, nostalgia,
Form: Rhyme