Rock Games Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rock Games



Beds of rocks roll over upon themselves, clicking
and communicating with natural elements all around
them.

Hiding from sunlight, they have fallen leaves cover
their bodies and play hide and seek.

Winds blow across, exposing their presence to all
of us who have knowledge of their little games.

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