Bag of Gems

Gems of poetry tucked in an old closed bag written over so many long years as a gag Youthful thoughts have now become older and wise changing the color of the gems hidden inside Sharp at first not seeing the direction they would take then suddenly bringing forth character, uniqueness of shape Some simple, some complex, some half written left behind written at night, when sadness strikes, or written at any time Now that the process is close to complete let these gems spill forth and drop at your feet Search through them all for the ones that are rare don't throw out the others like you don't care They may get better with more polish and time keep writing with verse and writing with rhyme Shaping gems of such brilliance written in prose stuffed away in a draw is a bag of gems, please don't close