Jewelry - Poem by Charlotte Ballard
Cannot be reclaimed
Like an abandoned piece of
Jewelry left carelessly
About on a restaurant sink.
It leaves only bent prongs of what might
Have been, a diamond lost-
In the dust
Crusted under a bed.
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