Voice of The Inanimate

one day
from out of the blue
a wildflower
and chose
this rock
as her home

part of her
in a crevice
where his heart
would be
and that
changed everything

she taught him
about friendship
and he was grateful
her untimely death

it’s a rock
but it
is now a he
and since her death
he mourns

rock requests
that in lieu of cards
be kind
to all flowers
that you meet
along the way

and thanks you
for you sympathy

~ Voice of the Inanimate

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