A Stone, by Brian37/Brian James Rational Poet.

I wish I were a stone
Hard and Enduring
It doesn’t blink
Like me
At the thought of snow

I wish I were a stone
Tough and firm
It doesn’t care
Like me
If mud soils it

I wish I were a stone
Unyielding to blows
Unlike me
It needs no defenses

I am glad
I am not a stone
For a stone
Does not care.

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