The Rock

The Rock


Its solid with different shades of gray,
With an abstract shape that nature made.
Long ago it was part of her garden,
Now it’s a centerpiece for my marble table.
When I look at it,
It brings me closer to her,
And it also reminds me,
Of her strength and unconditional love.
She is no longer here on this earth,
But her memory is just as solid,
As this gray old rock,
I see every single day!


Sunshine
10-20-06
a.k.a.: D.R.M.