The Pearl

A clam lay on the shore So tired, where it couldn't fight anymore, It held her infant with the energy that's left Eventhough it meant its own death, Its infant was so pure and delicate, For it carried treasures deep within Awaiting to be exposed to the whole world For they were treasures few have As the clam tried to fight again, It cracked open and its infant grew strong, Beholding the divine treasure it obtained, Ready to reveal its powers it engulfed Yet, tears of sadness erupted from within, For it just lost her mother that held it for many year, The pearl was so calm and sensitive, With pureness of the heart and soul, It was filled with friendship and love, Tender, kindness, and helps a lot As it met its keepers it displayed its enchantments, Amazing the eyes all around, It showed how sweet it was As it played its lovely tunes of admiration The pearl represents the treasures I behold, Where some are so valuable I can not mention, I am so kind and friendly, So sensitive and cheerful, as I forgive a lot, For I am always there for a friend, Always excited to discover something new, To try something new too....