If Wishes Were Big As Boulders; If Wishes Were Easy As Stones

I want to be your boulder
with holds for your hands and feet,

big enough for you to climb,
strong enough to support you

and tall enough to give you a view
beyond the cedar thicket.

I want to be the smooth stone
you finger in your front right jeans pocket.

I want to skip across the quiet surface
of your still blue waters.

I want to fall into you, sink,
sink, enveloped in your coolness.

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About Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner
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3 Responses to If Wishes Were Big As Boulders; If Wishes Were Easy As Stones

  1. Elizabeth Helmich says:

    Sigh…I love this!! ❤

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