Natural Stone
Through the window,
can you see,
the cobblestones,
that lay,
before we,
walked so free,
encased in comfort,
were we,
the road,
although bumpy,
is paved for,
you, and me,
in separate,
Individuality
© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney
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