EXPRESSING AND UNDERSTANDING

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Warm Wood

The warm wood felt calming to the touch
The rusted Bolts reluctantly held the dock together
Anxiously waiting on the moment they decided it was their time to go
into the water
Years of brackish mist had eroded the metal and wood alike
Cracking and creaking with every walking step
Like and old lady waking her bones up
This place is old and now the only thing more petrified than the wood
was me
Just as this place has changed so will I
Just as this place will change so will I