Your Poetry Dot Com - Stone Fences

A fence line of granite boulders,
arranged in a symmetry of span and design.
About head high it stands,
the rocks arranged in a perpendicular line.

At the corner a right angle bend,
even so the same formation they remained in.
Primarily of triangular shape,
all the same direction, none could escape.

Their color ranged from black to white, and
a sparkling array of reflected sunlight.
An exterior rough in texture,
yet inner warmth abides inside.

Each stone contained a multitude of blemishes,
although there was beauty in its imperfections.
That which was imperfect,
gave uniqueness to each stone.

Much strength was harbored in this structure,
and diversity is what gives it character.
An expression all it's own,
all have a group presence, yet each stands alone.

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