Wow, this last rock is really something else, I have never seen one like it! Last weekend, I went to the Rock and Mineral show with my girlfriend. We bought rocks and were happy!
what a man... i did not even get a diamond ROCK from mine. of course i did not want one.. wonder if a tiny rock would make a ring... love the poem and it made me smile.....
I think there is a lot to be discovered in rocks...and I enjoy them too, thinking of all the history they contain. A thirst for knowledge in regard to anything helps us grow. Thanks for taking part in Poetry Jam!
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i liked it and then you made me laugh, too. :)
I enjoyed that, then I am a rock hound from way back. :)
Oh he is a keeper he is:) Love this. Hug B
you got some cool rocks...neat recesses in those...and you know, he thinks of you cause he loves you...smiles.
Amazing rocks he brings you, Gail. I know what you mean when you say you wonder.
Have a great weekend. ♥
I love a man with a sense of what makes his woman happy.
Wow, this last rock is really something else, I have never seen one like it! Last weekend, I went to the Rock and Mineral show with my girlfriend. We bought rocks and were happy!
Your poem made me think of Moses hitting the rock to get water. The second stanza is my favorite. It seems you have a cool collection of rocks, Gail.
what a man... i did not even get a diamond ROCK from mine. of course i did not want one.. wonder if a tiny rock would make a ring... love the poem and it made me smile.....
I like this . . . very much . . .
I think there is a lot to be discovered in rocks...and I enjoy them too, thinking of all the history they contain. A thirst for knowledge in regard to anything helps us grow. Thanks for taking part in Poetry Jam!
There's so much to appreciate about the world we live in... and rocks can symbolize so much.
I love rocks.
I also love that he brings you rocks.
=)
PS. My hubby brings me diet lemonades. Maybe I need to adjust my priorities!
This made me smile Gail! Rocks have stories, don't they?
I think your hubby is sweet Gail ~
rocks indeed have so much to tell and the humans know how to make them speak..love the poem ending in a sweet note...
If rocks could talk what tales they would tell. Your hubby sounds like a fine chap to me. Rocks and pebbles are great presents.
This must not get out...they will all start doing it instead of going to the jewellers:)
Rocks... They hold so many centuries of knowledge... A knowledge we will never be able to reach. I like this write a lot!
Wow lovely. I love pet rocks too, and recently added a few more to my collection. Your blog in beautiful. And this poem made me giggle.
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