ode to a stone

Having recently survived the dreaded kidney stone…I was inspired to write the following silly little verse:

There was a rock
It grew in me
It wasn’t my choice to set it free
It decided to move and used my pee
For days on end I took pain pills
My pee the color of daffodils
I was losing touch with reality
Turned into a medical calamity
In a strainer it fell
Yuck, what a smell
Now it lives in a jar and not inside me
I hope it is cold and feels all alone
If it had played nice
It would still have a home

About Anna Pizzulo Moyer

Creative Writer-Property Manager-Lover of Animals, Plants and People.
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