You mix and disrupt me, But it makes me stronger. You just ignore me, But I get harder the longer. To cap it off, It's surprising to see, You end up walking All over me.
I'm an easy going person, looking to latch on to every drop of happiness that I may be fortunate enough to have land upon me. There are many times of drought, but every so often, the skys will open up, and for those times, I am truly blessed.
2 comments:
could it be cement?
Yes, the correct answer is cement!
Nice job Mom, you're a master riddler!
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