Concrete

When I was still young
you could imprint on me.
Now that I’ve aged
I’m hard as concrete.
I used to bruise easy
Like the road to a knee.
or like wet cement
trampled under your feet.
But It said in the past
I should not weak.
The Potter left their signature on me.
and the initials were “J.C.”

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