On her way home she stumbled on a stone
Embedded in the mud from yesterday's rains
Unable to move like a prisoner in chains
The stone was completely smeared with dirt
So she took it home and washed away the hurt
What emerged was powerful and bold, though it did not glitter like gold
All her friends were popular girls who sported rubies diamonds and pearls
So she kept it hidden as if it were forbidden
Keeping it hidden from friends that tease
Put her mind at ease
Copyright © Jaja Wallace
38 thoughts on “Stone”
I love this!!! Thank You and Cheers! 💖
Thanks, I appreciate your support.
My pleasure! 😊
Beautiful and profound poem! I loved it
Thanks for the feedback, I’m glad you like it.
You’re most welcome 🙏
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It is possible to leave it in plain view without care…as a stepping stone.
Very true. Thanks for putting a new perspective on this.
A lesson is hidden in this poem,my dear!!Wonderful.❣️🙏❣️
I’m glad you realize the hidden lesson beyond the surface.
Yeah.that is awesome.most welcome,Dear!!❣️🙏🏻❣️
Lovely. Where, what and in who we place value is personal. To let the world around us dictate our valuation of things, our feelings etc is to not live up to our full potential.
Very true Dawn, independent thinking is key.
I feel like there is an underlying meaning about human relationships, that status is not important when we love someone.
Very true, thank you for your beautiful comment.
Thank you, Jaja.
What came to my mind is, “let your light so shine that men may see your goodness” we have to learn to walk in our own light and not allow others to diminish our God given light.
Beautifully said, thank you for sharing your thoughts.
Deep wisdom between the lines of this wonderful story.
Thank you, I’m glad you see the deeper meaning of this.
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I love this!
I’m glad you like it Cindy, thanks for stopping by.
What an inspirational poem!
I’m glad you like it, thanks for taking the time to read it.
That sounds like my childhood, more or less. 🙂
Thanks Stacey, I’m glad you like it.
Wow. It’s such a beautiful poem. ♥️♥️♥️.
Thanks, I’m glad you like it. 💓🙏🏾
Agree, no sentimental weights available!
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While it did not glitter like gold, I bet the stone is worth more than its weight in gold.
So true, sentimental value is priceless.