Sapphire Marbles
“These could make for a fortune”
I thought as I happened upon two
Perfectly shaped blue spheres on the ground.
They twinkled like the surface of a lake
Giving off an ethereal essence.
As I picked them up I could feel that
The sun had warmed them well.
“Yes, I will sell these,”
“If they are truly made of what I think they are,”
Then I shall definitely get paid handsomely.
Off I went to a Pawn Shop, to see how much they were worth.
“Not much,” The man said behind the desk.
“Maybe at least a quarter or so,”
I was infuriated. How could that be so?
They’re so wonderful!
I argued with him for a bit, but he kept to his word.
“They’re useless, that have no value,”
He left me to think.
But surely they had to have some.
You don’t just find two gems laying in the grass every day.
When I go home, I put them on my desk,
Along with the many other gifts from earth
That have been rejected for lacking value.
I lay own on my bed and think to myself
“Maybe, I’ll find something valuable tomorrow.”
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