Diamond jar

= 1949

My jar was golden, all gold

It shone, it glittered, it sparkled

I held it carefully in both hands

My eyes never left my jar

I carried it around, in my hands

I dreamt my jar, I spoke my jar

The golden jar was me

But I stumbled

My toe trapped by a creeper

My jar came off my hands

Tears clouded my eyes

But the thud, I heard it

A million pieces it became

I sat there empty and knowing it

But my jar was gone, gone for good

I now will get a diamond jar

Unbreakable and reliable

I will carry it in my arms

But I won’t fear I’ll stumble

Coz I will pick it up

Without a scratch on it.




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