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Thursday, December 26, 2013
Light In Her Diamonds... Gold
Light In Her Diamonds... Gold
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Hot tears flowed softly along her cheeks
Like a second skin... a thin coating
At first warming, then... cooling until cold
Teardrops reflecting like little diamonds
To match the rings she wore on her fingers
Catching the light... colored sparks reflecting from them
She found comfort touching her gold, diamond rings
They represented ... light ... no matter how dark
If a glint of light was close by... her rings would capture it
Capture it, holding light to comfort her
The light reflected off the shiny gold, so bright
To be there for her... until it captured more ... light
She wished for light to permanently stay in her diamonds, gold
So, she'd never be in the dark again
Wear her light always to comfort her... keep her in the light
She'd have to be careful then... because she'd have something unique
To make someone want to rob, steal ... take her light away
She'd only wear her rings for herself... when she felt down, sad
Only at nights when she went to bed, would she wear her rings
Rings of gold, diamonds... she would lay in the dark
Watching the light in her diamonds... gold rings... until she fell asleep
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Beautiful yet sad at the same time! Thanks again for sharing and always keep writing!
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