There are gems that glitter, <br />Gems that shine, <br />Gems that weep and smile <br />And gems that sing divine. <br /> <br />There is one that lights up during dawn, <br />And flames all the way through the morn, <br />And then drifts across the silent sky <br />Waiting for the slow, long day to die. <br /> <br />There are moon pearls on a raven night, <br />And ocean gems in the watery light. <br />Glass kingdoms hiding in clouds of grey, <br />And diamonds strewn across the Milky Way. <br /> <br />There is a burning jewel when sunset calls, <br />And a thousand little more after night falls, <br />And none, not even the rubies in fireflies, <br />Can compare to those emeralds <br />Of yours, Miss Pretty Green Eyes.<br /><br />K. Jared Hosein<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-ms-pretty-green-eyes/
