You wounded me <br />with your bitter words <br />my breath left me <br />for a small time <br />but time enough <br />to jolt my heart <br /> <br />But I have secrets <br />that heal me <br />I have diamonds <br />every morning <br />diamonds in the grass <br />gold in the dawn <br />silver in the rain <br /> <br />You words that hurt <br />return to you in a veil <br />that blinds you <br />there is treasure all around <br />never to be yours <br /> <br />The bitterness of hate <br />keeps pain from you <br />and abolishes joy <br /> <br />Feel the pain <br />and look at the treasure<br /><br />Nita Strauss<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/diamonds/
