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Trailing Diamonds

Posted: December 8, 2009, 9:25 pm
by Sparky
Quietly, when no one was looking,

A little child walked up to Heaven,

Trailing behind him a string of

Sparkling diamonds--

Nothing of the world he knew

Like toys, clothes;

Only a string of stones,

Sparkling clear, like the dew--

Shining orbs, holding the reflections

Of what he knew.

"What are these?" someone asked.

"These are tears," he said,

"Tears of pain, tears of joy,

Tears of love . . .

This is how I grew."



Love,
Barbara

Posted: December 9, 2009, 5:01 am
by mwzephyr
This is a truely beautiful inspiration.
I can see the image with clarity as ifit is occuring before my eyes.
Thank you for sharing your gift.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ :D
~David

Posted: December 9, 2009, 1:49 pm
by Lion~*
((((Barbie))))) It's been spoken... I have no words. Just deep knowing.

love Janice~*