A Piece Of History Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A Piece Of History



A stone, remote, cold, brought from another world, an
environment of mountainous beauty, sitting now on an
asphalt road in downtown Tempe.

How did it get there? Was the journey long and tortuous
or easy and fun?

Silence is profound as it steadily sits, unrecognized for
what it is - a piece of history - a part of a long ago
mountain.

It is now thought of as merely a stone, having been
separated from it's counterpart.

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