Gem Of Precious Promises (poem)
What is this gem which echoes morning’s light
And seasons every scent both far any wide
Enchantment wonder splendor wouldn’t subside
As long as ever holds this gift in sight
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Such streams of beauty has this heaven’s guide
One ponders pleasures fantasies ignite
What world of dreams is waiting there in sight
What magic is there waiting to be tried
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Are eyes oft blinded playing trick on me
Has my imagination crafted mist
Is sleep now granting fairytales come true
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Still there is glow as bright as all can be
My heart and soul feels call they can’t resist
For gem of precious promises is you