To My Rose Quartz Mom
Delicate as soap, ready to burst, I'm iridescent
A bored shade of jade student
Dull, grey as slate worker
By four, drained as agate
But warm and soft pink quartz with Mom
Helping me become resistant, iridescent opal
Copyright © Brenda Lopez | Year Posted 2025
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