My Mossy Stone – A Poem

Whenever I am feeling

Lost and alone,

I turn to my mossy stone.

Soft as a blanket

Hard as steel,

My mossy stone.

 

None of the other stones

Can compare,

Scattered amongst thorns

Without a care.

 

A shoulder to cry on

When I am upset

To give me courage

So up I get

A man reborn

A soul renewed

The same feeling I feel

When I am nude.

All because of my mossy stone.

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