Jewel
Jewel
There's a jewel in everyone.
It will be a beautiful, priceless diamond when it's done.
Like a flower re-opening its petals in the spring to greet the morning sun.
It's called a diamond in the rough.
Strong. Invincible. Tough.
Like beauty from ashes.
Tears of truth dripping off eyelashes.
You don't see its worth at first.
You see its best after you've seen it at its worst.
There's always beauty in the last expected place.
But there's a radiance about to show its face.
Copyright © Sarah Herring | Year Posted 2014
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