satira black

Rookie (Portland, Maine)

Unpolished Gems - Poem by satira black

Life is like a chest of unpolished gems
Each one a treasure
Some are smooth and shiny and feel like silk on your skin
Others are cloudy and rough and cut when you stroke them
If you could would you change them?
Take away their original essence and make them all diamonds?
Or leave them and fill your chest with memories good and bad?

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 8, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 14, 2011

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