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By Darla Cady
Splinters of crumbling mountain
rain down all around me
I kiss shattered stone
cling to razored rock
cut my hands…and
my heart…
on shards
of you
I am…
scattered stardust…
tears of diamond…
fragments fallen
from your hand…
I need you
to rescue me
lift me
to your lips
hold me
to your heart
save me
from being buried
beneath this crumbling mountain…
swept away in this storm…
without you
Darla Cady is a freelance writer
living in Jefferson City, MO with her husband, Mike, two children, Michael
and Melody, and two lab/collie mix daughters, Ginger and Rose.
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