Drivin’ with the kids in tow
Windows down, nowhere to go
Hands outside, feel wind blow
On country roads, fields passin’ slow.
Saw a hayrack sittin’ by a fence
“Rocks for Sale – Fifty Cents”
Thought I, it makes no earthly sense
To demand for rocks some recompense.
But the sign - unique enough to hail
(I protested - but to no avail)
The missus and the kids prevailed
A sale you see, is still a sale!
Before day and feelings I did mar
Realizing for the course it’s par
I turned around and stopped the car
It’s what I’ve become, and whom we are .
To the rack and rocks the kids did sprint
I got closer, had to squint
So I could read the finer print
Kids might have seen, but care they din’t.
Said the bigger rocks did cost a buck
I knew then that I was out of luck
Between a hard place and a rock I’m stuck
‘Twas bait and switch, and smelled like muck.
But the kids had picked from rocks galore
Put them in the trunk to store
The rack was less some rocks times four
And the coffee can had four bucks more!
If you were a rock you'd be a diamond,
no not a diamond but a ruby
Not because of your red hair
but because of your impurity
Because even with impurity,
you still shine so bright to me.
I would be a lump of coal
so you can shine,
for one brief moment
My light is thine.
There is that pretty Rock Of Suicide That is located behind our eyes and Behind our ears in this world ... Behind mountains and those plains , There are unseen and invisible worlds We always keep them in our minds ... From that side , where that Rock Of Suicide is located , we can see only A few chains of mountains that overlook On many directions here and there .... We only guess that there are things Bewilder us with their invisible sights ... We love to see all kinds of hard rocks In all directions and in the opposite Directions anytime,anywhere,and Everywhere on the surface of our planet ...
The more rocks a man has for a brain,
the more rocks they'll throw when you complain.