There is a boulder on the beach
Thin, barnacle-encrusted feet
Lichen'd head wide
Umbilical to the rocky cliff
But only just so.

It should have fallen away by now.

Emerald waves saw through basalt
Sea stealing smallest siblings
Smashing and caressing 
Moving and shaping
The stone watches and knows it's fate.

It clings still.

I sit and watch the world pass me by
Bubbles pip, pip, pipping in my drink
Sun rising to bright days
Sun setting to dark nights
Trees budding, flowering, fruiting

Time wears me down like the tide.

I cling to the past like that stone
Watch it fade away 
Baby fat melts from bone,
Hair sprouts along my body
Skin becomes paper-thin.

Time leaves scars.

Yesterday to today:
The rock was the same as it was
I am the same as I was

When we look at how far we've come,
Boulder shorn from one into many
Simple child absorbing the world around

The new came creeping
One day at a time
One wave lapping after the next
One scar layered over the last
Tomorrow has come.