Was told foretold <br />am cold. <br /> <br />Ire have I <br />unmolisiusly <br />irked. <br /> <br />Expected well faceted <br />diamond crushed this <br />piece of old coal. <br /> <br />At the price such as <br />diamonds so made <br />not wishing to be a <br />lump of coal. <br /> <br />Rough edges <br />this I know <br />yet wish to <br />grow. <br /> <br />Yesterday past <br />today nearly <br />gone <br />tomorrow perhaps. <br /> <br />I may learn <br />all your <br />songs.<br /><br />Uloia Norris Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/write-it-down/
