having

years ago

I picked up a rock and kept it

knowing I didn’t have a special place for it

or that one day

maybe I’d want to throw it across

some frozen pond

or let someone whose left

throw it in my place.

It means too much to have

to close your eyes

to know

you know

the having

stays longer than it should.

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