I am a rock
waiting for someone
to pick me up.
I am hard and
around the same weight
as an apple.
I am sometimes
covered in water
or covered in sand.
I sit in the sun and in the
hot sand so therefore I am
very hot.
I am with bugs and
bugs are with me.
I sit on the sand with insects
and bugs crawling over
and under me.
This is my I am a rock poem I found that doing this poem was a little hard because there isn''t much about rocks.
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