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The Shard of Glass

March 15, 2008
By Anonymous

The shard of glass,
Shone,
Glistened,
Like a diamond.

Comfortable,
Relaxed,
It rested against a porcelain figure.
The sun’s rays bounced off
the piece of blown up sand.

Then
It is being melted
into a gel of glass,
turning it into a jar.
It is piping hot,
So hot,
that it needs to be held
by a pole.
It is a Ferris Wheel
spinning,
to its destiny.

Now,
It perches proudly
on my shelf;
a survivor of the burning fire.


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on Oct. 17 2009 at 9:02 pm
NorthernWriter, Fargo, North Dakota
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"Only dead fish swim with the stream"

good job, but I can't seem to figure out exactly what you're trying to talk about...