Every day of our hallmark engraved lives
Is given over to some near immovable patina
That requires some gentle soul—polishing
Jewel like craftsmanship, quality cutting.
(… Waiting that all-important, jeweller's final fitting) .
It seems we're all going through some sort of oxidation
Program or other chemical processes. Not desiring…?
Our engagement ring disposed of or seen as dull glass
'Thrown out of paradise, accused of being lacklustre.'
So it is as if the gem we're refining here becomes our crown
I'm not talking teeth here—folk, it's all about good-character
Its all about the carat & clarity of our feature gemstone.
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