Jewel Of My Life

Written by: norman littleford

She is rich and I am poor
but we get on just fine,
though she's the jewel of my life
I have to draw the line.

She wears diamonds on her left hand
rubies on her right,
a bracelet of blue sapphires
that sparkle in the light.

A string of pearls around her neck
earrings of emerald green,
and probably has other gems
in places I've not seen.

An amethyst is in her nose
her teeth are filled with gold,
the opal is her birthstone
and she isn't all that old.

She was a walking jewellery store
that is until today,
now I am rich and she is poor
I sold her on ebay.