The Emerald Seeing Stone
I found it one day on a country lane
As the sun shone on its green refrain
Others had walked past it over time
I was the only one to see it in the sunshine
When I picked it up off from the ground
Finding a great beauty as was ever found
I held it up to the sun and saw a green light
Shining through the gem in the sun bright
As I peered into its lustrous depths so green
I saw a scene that cast a shadow of my future seen
But it wasn't a pleasure that would be sought
For it showed my death as it would be ought
So I flung the stone upon the ground
And ran away from where I had found
For the cursed emerald that had news to bare
But as bad tidings for the owner in their death to care.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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