Falling Bricks

Bricks fall but there so hard to pick up!

You have to pick them up one by one not all toghter.

When you try to stack them back up,

one will be slightly out of place.

Then they fall back over but not all of them,

just the peak.

The brick atthe bottom are stable until,

somebody comes over and knocks them over.

Right over the edge!

Where did they go then?

They all go in separate ways

then you have to go search for them.

So you can put them all back together, but

you don't find that one piece and 

FOREVER it will be empty in that one spot!

Now it will never be fully put back together

Until somebody can refill that one spot.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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