
By MwsR
Two stones, similar yet different
Their start comes the same way, their paths differ
Different paths, yet similar lives
Waiting to be carried or directed in another way.
They don’t know where they’ll end up
Yet hopeful, they stay strong
Only wanting to find where they belong.
Paths they travel are not going to cross each others all the time
But time keeps them mesmerized by the same desire
One day at the end, after all has been
They will finally get their last ”hoorah”
Their journey, done at last.
And they forever know their place.
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Nice poem dear.
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