Maud's Many Poems Vol.1
Moving the rocks
Previous ChapterOn a rock farm, that's where we live.
Every day we move rocks.
We move from the south to the east fields,
just moving rocks.
No talking, no smiling,
moving rocks was all we did.
Rocks.
On a rock farm, that's where we live.
Every day we move rocks.
We move from the south to the east fields,
just moving rocks.
No talking, no smiling,
moving rocks was all we did.
Rocks.