Salt and Gold
My tears of elation are not tears at all.
Each one; worth its salt, worth all weight in gold.
Each one; a pearl feather, which glows as it falls,
And soaks in to settle the hope that I hold.
Copyright © Annabelle Jane | Year Posted 2011
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