Dusty Diamond Among The Shards (For Stacy) Poem by Joseph Martin III
Dusty Diamond Among The Shards (For Stacy)
Beautiful girl
with the easy smile
and ready laugh,
whose heart broke and was broken
so many times
even she thought there was nothing left to break.
Perhaps small comfort
but so rare is your gift,
like a nightengale in a gas chamber,
an impossibility in the intolerable,
a small but not in vain hope
that even the shattered soul
may one day dance upon a greener shore.
6/1/2008
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