Poem: Sharpening

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This poem- Sharpening- is found in [If Non Humans Could Talk…]


Nothing can be dull today
The chef would be much too delayed
We must perfect her varied tools
Their blades must cut through all the foods

The diners would be vastly stopped
If their silverware could not cut
I am the master for the sharp
And here me out, I’ll gladly help

Sharpen everything on me
My purpose is all that you see
Every knife and scissors here
Need me for sharpening, it’s clear

To many looking down
I am nothing more than a stone
But I can sharpen anything
With movement faster than a train

[Poetry Archive] [If Non Humans Could Talk…]

If Non Humans Could Talk... by Cat Hartliebe cover

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