I am just a rock
I have been through much.
Sometimes I get tired
of the daily repeat of my life.
So much to experience
So much to explore
So much to wonder
But only to find
I am too heavy for the wind to blow,
Too ugly to be turned into art,
Too dirty to be given as a gift,
So I will remain as a rock
And make the most of my rock life.
11 comments:
One little idea of a rock turned into this, Great Job!
I love this! I guess being a rock is pretty tough.
great job!!! I love how you talk about how a rock lives there life! Nice!
This story goes so deep, even though it is just about a rock!
When I went to chess club, in the school's trophy case there was a rock turned into a trophy. Maybe the rock could be that.
cool
I honestly never thought someone could right a gorgeous poem/story about a rock. Awesome job! Would you want to be a rock?
I think it's amazing how you can make us sympathize with a rock. It's absolutely wonderful.
I love the way you turned rock into a whole personality and story. Actually when I was a kid I gave many gifts of rocks. Have you ever done that?
Wow this gives me heavy feelings and thoughts!😂 It all is so true, nobody really cares about rocks unless the cost a fortune or they are pretty and sparkly. I am pretty sure that everybody sees a rock EVERYDAY and they just don't realize. Great job on thinking about how to put all this together.
Wow it was so good! I can't believe that it was just about a rock! It is just the way I feel about life. Could you write a how story about the rock?
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