General Poetry posted July 21, 2021

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A gift sent by a grandchild-a rock with love

The Lucky Rock

by equestrik

Just days after receiving my lucky rock,
I returned home from my hospital room.
After fifty-three days to hell and back,
With my arm 'round the strength of my husband,
I slowly walked from one stall to the next.
Cooing softly and speaking to the gentle mares,
I stroked each velvet muzzle then scratched an ear.
So grateful I was to touch again,
The precious pieces of my life.

Hearing that I was home, my granddaughter cheered,
"I knew it," she shouted, "The lucky rock worked!"
"I knew it would, 'cause when I first sent it,
My love was still on it,
And it went into you and made you get well.
So now, when you hold your rock,
You can feel that you and I,
Are holding each other's hands."

I am moved by the innocence,
And the healing power,
Of the luckiest rock ever,
And the pure love and faith of a child,

An object writing prompt entry
Writing Prompt
Write a poem about any object which you love the most let it be perfume,books,etc.


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