by Cliff Saunders
I pick up something
red at my feet.
It’s a worry stone.
It has a calming
and healing effect
on the mind, it makes
the person holding it
feel very special.
I just don’t want
any crud to stick to it.
Any tiny imperfection
will drop its value
faster than a pig
from a helicopter.
I’ve been waiting for
this stone all my life.
I can’t wait to take
a peek inside of it!
Somewhere within is
the life I’ll accrue,
like trying to get dip
onto a cherry tomato.
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