Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Smooth Like the River by Amy D.

In time a river rock gets smooth,
Worn away are chip and groove.
Polished, without flaw or crack,
It has the thing we humans lack.

We desire to rid ourselves of wear,
Afraid of time and fading hair.
If only we could be worn smooth,
And with age regain the look of youth.

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