Poem: Diamonds Aren't Forever
Written; March 2011
Diamonds Aren't Forever
I held in my hand a diamond,
In my fist I clenched it tight,
Scared it would be lost to me,
Or taken in the night.
So tight I grasped it fiercely,
Where none could see it's shine,
A steel cage formed by fingers,
Protecting what was mine.
Yet one day my grip failed me,
As all things occasionally must.
And where I'd held that diamond,
I found only dust.
From this, I think, a lesson,
One that all should know.
No thing is more important,
than knowing when to let it go.
This was written after watching the Wonders of the Universe program on BBC. Turns out they degrade just as everything else in this world does.
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Copyright 2011, All Rights Reserved.
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