I've Found

I've found
it's not the fall
which hurts,
but hitting the ground
where stone and rock
brings a new word to me.
It's embarrassing shock,
to find yourself,
down in the yard.
Who knew a rock
was this darn hard.
A very small bruise,
at the top of my hip.
Why didn't it break?
I will never know,
except to avoid stairs,
wherever I go.