Molten memories from life's furnace fused with gold,
So fragile yet so bold,
Every piece a masterpiece,
A work of art in a timeless mold,
Demanding reverence in its presence,
Its influence is exclusive,
Unique in its appearance capturing your curiosity,
Like stained glass you stand out amongst mediocrity.
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I love looking at stained glass images more than a painting of the same image. Great poem,5*