Stones

The Silver pitcher

Tipped

And the Black Diamond

Rolled,

Everybody whispered

That Gold

Was getting old,

No one would believe it

That Sapphire

Was in town,

Yet everybody

Nodded

That Emerald

Was a clown.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Summer Re-Visited” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

5:30 PM July 26, 2013

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