Love's Diamonds

~ ♥ ~ LOVE'S DIAMOND ~ ♥ ~ In me cried a silent need; I knew not what it was. All around I heard men plead And croon the need of love. 'What is this precious gem, ' I ask, 'And where can it be found? ' Both fools and wise men make reply And clamor to expound. Some said twas found in little things That make our life worthwhile. Others said it was desire Yet could not reconcile Why it should burn out like a fire When that desire was spent. Like a diamond's living gleam, Love should be permanent. 'You ask too much, ' the fool replied, 'For love is all around. It need not stand the test of time Nor smolder in the ground. Who knows what angry heat or cold A diamond must withstand. Other gems are dazzling And serve the hearts of man. Should one loose its luster There are more to be found. Not all men need traverse The diamond's arduous ground.' Could this be the reason For man's continuous plea? Has he perceived the genuine In a facsimile? Impatience for a liaison, It is false gems men crave. Leave acquisition of the genuine To the patient and the brave. For while men seek a diamond, They settle for mere glass Then claim the price of diamonds More than the gods would ask ... ~ ♥ ~ By~ Adeline Foster

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