Rock
I see you
A rock
worn down
by the years
An immovable
object...
moving
shifting
for the first time
in my eyes
The strong man
the one I
turned to
when life
turned on me
What happens now?
What rock
shall I cling to
when I see you
needing me?
It scares me
honestly
I don't know
that I can be
the rock
that you
have been
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Heart to Heart
PoetryCongratulations to our winners of the June 2017 Contest Heart to Heart, AmbergrisJane and Ajay-Kumar. If you could talk heart to heart with someone, what would you say. Check out the title page for rules.
