Jewellery Poem by Robert Melliard

Jewellery

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They never bought each other diamonds,
rubies, sapphires, pearls or gold.

The only precious things they keep
are memories of days they spent
on golden coasts with turquoise seas
or viewing snow-enamelled peaks;
tangled up in bed;
or simply playing with their children
or dining out with friends.

Friday, December 12, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: fun
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tom Balch 12 December 2008

More to life than jewellery, true words, regards Tom

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