deep inside my soul
coffee does not warm the part
now open and exposed
left along the wayside
left without a marker
sparkling in the sunlight
shivering in the dark
one thousand days of rain and sun
while you ponder and measure
wondering if this gem will fit
inside with all you treasure
as you wander and wonder
someone discovers your find
he turns it over and over
thinking all the others were blind
a trinket in the eyes of one
a jewel in the eyes of another
a loss in the life of one
a rare find in the life of the other
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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