Rock

Your circle shrinks the older you get,

certainly.

You know those around you that will wish you the best,

always.

Those you can lean on when things get rough,

clear.

When the sun shades over and the rain is incessant,

perhaps.

Those shoulders pop up, ready for your lean in,

always.

Rock.

 

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