CYNTHIA ABEGAIL'S COLUMN: POEM

SPARKLING GEMS

A rare find, not ruby

A diamond ...
Shining O' so radiant
Across the ocean!

Heart as pure,
Creamy white beyond
So gentle as the moon
As wise as the owl...

Drooling by the wind,
Racing with the stars
It kindles from afar
With a beautiful mind.

Do you ask me why?
O' is it an eve of May...
Wondered like a bride
Eyes sparkle for a ride!

Heart swept by waves,
Billows highs and lows
Touches sand in rows
As castles roam below...

As sunset reminisce,
Eyes teary as the lilies
Run ahead to see you...
A shadow of misty blues!

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