Poem. Could you offer feedback?

Dalena

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It's a little thing I wrote up when I went to the temple.

Like a stone
Stubborn, rough
incapable of molding
infliction,not enough
wind gave an effort
but the rock did not wear away
water consumed it whole
yet minerals were there to stay
it needed a shove
one that could alter it's fate
time was the solution
just put effort and wait
change can be done,
if you give yourself a try
be patient,
and your destiny will oblige
 
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