Rosary Of Talent Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Midnight blue skies, deepened by sorrow inside.
Gingerly held with gentle fingertips, afraid of crushing or dropping the crystals of life.
Delicately laced together, becoming each one's future, they are embroidered with care.
Interlocking, as in a jigsaw puzzle, each piece is individualistic in it's own right.
No two are exactly the same, yet all have the capacity of identical human nature.
Developing talents that lie within each one, brings about this change.
The world becomes a rainbow of talent - none of it the same.