This is My Rock

“This is my rock
And here I run
To steal the secret of the sun;
This is my rock
And here come I
Before the night has swept the sky;
This is my rock,
This is the place
I meet the evening face to face.”
~ David McCord (American poet, author, and editor; 1897 – 1997)

Gladly shared by Betty Hanselman
Gardener’s wife (& grateful for plenty of rocks to go around!)