A Pearl Within
Treading through sand, bare
footed.
Rock pools glistening,
I search for a pearl.
Is it somewhere in the
oyster?
NO, it's a treasured pearl of
friendship!
Far more precious - than any
pearl -
within the shell of an
oyster!
Treading the same sand with
bare feet -
in the darkness of the night
-
the stars shining bright.
The oyster cannot be seen in
the rock pools -
BUT, it's there in the
precious
treasure of friendship.
The pearl may be hidden from
view,
BUT, it's there in my
friendship with you!
A cultured pearl -
my cultured friend!
The Atlantic ocean waves
crash against the shore,
before descending to the
ocean once more!
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Dear Whispers Family,
It is a pleasure to share another poem
in tribute to Beth. Sadly, we said good-bye to her in October 2015. Beth embraced the Whispers community,
supporting and caring about others with her kind heart. She was a blessing in my life. Beth shared her gift of words for monthly
activities, collaborative poems, individual poems, and uplifting comments for
other writers. She was our September 2015 Poet of the Month, an honor she
richly deserved. She touched my heart. Thank you, to her husband, Geoff, and
Jack Horne for allowing me the honor of publishing this poem. –Karen O’Leary, Editor
And through her words, she lives on. A beautiful poem! Sincerely, Elaine
ReplyDeleteShe lives on with us. Thank you for for the beautiful poem in her memory. Rest in peace, Beth.
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Thank you for sharing her lovely poem with us. She was a talented lady who leaves behind much wisdom and insight in her poetic words. How lovely this poem is. Rest in Peace Beth. Mahalo, Connie
ReplyDeletethanks so much for 'keeping Beth's name out there', my friend x
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