may i be
that stone
that skips
upon the water
from a momentum
that has made me forget
my weight
and when i do
stop
and plop
and drop
may i be
that stone
that sinks
to the bottom
and leaves
ripples
not to forget
my wake
may i be
that stone
that skips
upon the water
from a momentum
that has made me forget
my weight
and when i do
stop
and plop
and drop
may i be
that stone
that sinks
to the bottom
and leaves
ripples
not to forget
my wake
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Loved the lightness and momentum of our lives skiipping over the surface and yet the weight and importance of our memory.