Oyster

The world is your oyster And you are the pearl Encased in you soft surroundings But still able to twirl. We are held inside this case To develop and grow Into the people we want to become To plant the seeds we want to sow. So, we take a blank canvas And place it in front of us To prepare a masterpiece, a painted picture Of hope, love, faith, and trust. The chalk a child so lovingly holds To make a pretty picture Soon becomes our paintbrush of life And takes us on an adventure. We pearls travel through the ocean To end up on the other side We become the people we wish to be When we journey through our lives. The chalk runs in cascades around us Mixing together our trials Making our world form as one Letting us travel for miles. The world is our oyster Providing us with a home For us, the pearls, to journey in Where we can become brilliant and well-known.