Sunday 4 January 2015

NO MORE DIAMONDS:


“No more diamonds,” he said, you lose them all,

Upon sunny beaches & beneath hot golden sun,

On cold wet pavements, where the rain begun,

Beneath deep icy snow, where it´s thick & colder,

Within river wet pebbles & behind large boulders.

 

“No more diamonds I will buy for you,” he said,

You lose them all, like stones in bottomless pockets,

Rings, earrings, necklaces, bracelets & tiny lockets,

Falling down drains, gutters & kerbs of uncut grass,

Diamonds I´ve gifted, now all gone & lost in the past.

 

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