LIKE A STONE
Like a polished stone I have a life
My time starts from heat and strife
The pressure it moulds and shapes
And leaves me part of a huge landscape
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But as time passes I find my way
And in one spot I rarely stay
With the wind and rain as my guides
I take on new facets in huge strides
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Time is nothing but fire and ice
With the passing I lose another slice
My outer shell is cracked and worn
And from my birthplace I am torn
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I am now only half that what I used to be
And there is less and less for you to see
But I am unique, an individual to behold
A gem I was thousands of years past told
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I had started out to be loose and earthly
But a millennium of life and now I’m wealthy
I have lived and seen a million seasons
To see man evolving with unknown reasons
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And as a simple stone I found my way
To be with my family where I will stay
A precious gem never more to be alone
Not a bad ending for a humble stone
Copy write Graeme Hawke 2012
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