A Diamond of Time
Time is a funny thing, sometimes it goes fast and sometimes very slowly. As a child Christmas seemed to never come, the months drudged by. Then Christmas morning finally arrived, only to be over before it got started. Like a bright shinny new diamond, the lights on the tree glistened. Precious as a new diamond, was family and gifts under the tree. A diamond is cherished, so are great memories.
Date Written: 6/10/2023
A Diamond of Time Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2023
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