Sea glass in time,
I hold in my hand.
A creation by sand.
A glass, sand glass,
Of such light mass.
It’s wrapped in jewelry twine,
Held down by a rosy stone and pearl that shine,
Next to a green quartz and a locket-two hearts, yours and mine.
It does jingle, a slight ringle-
Would it were it single?
My problems I’ve had, were quite sad.
Made me mad and I was bad.
Hurt it cut me,
A glass broken I could see.
Over time that broken glass,
Did change into a different class.
Grains that hit it,
Irritate and tumbled a bit…
Until it changed,
Broken glass to a precious range.
A sea glass, jewel so rare,
Beyond compare…
Years in the making,
I will be taking.
Lessons learned
From which I’ve earned.
How to love,
Myself and you, and the One above.
How to love,
Myself and you-but most above.
Never to run away,
Or even sway,
To the problems today,
That may come my way.
I’ve finally become a sea glass
Like you, my friends, so beauteous, with so much class!
Thank you, now I can fly,
not just drift on by.
I've emerged, a butterfly,
with wings so strong, I can fly.
With your help and the One above,
had a little shove...
Now I'm soaring,
winds 'round me roaring.
Thank you for everything,
now I can sing.
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