Digging digging digging

Digging through life

Digging a hole as normal, digging through strife

When one day, my spade stopped to my dismay

It had hit something, something had changed my day

I reached down to get it out, out of the way

But to my suprise it was a white diamond, beautiful, reflecting the suns rays

I held the diamond aloft, against the blue sea above

To admire its beauty, warmer than a hug

For that day, I lay down my spade

To polish and admire the diamond, that had found itself in my way

However the next morning the diamond had gone, forsaken me without telling me

I took that day off from digging, knowing I'd never find one like you again

I took the day to mourn, to wallow in my sorrow

Until I realized that this hole was not going to dig itself

So I went outside, strapped on my boots, and picked up my spade

Digging digging digging

I continued digging through life

Putting you to the back of my mind

I knew that in this ground, that lay beneath my feet

There were many other gems to find

Green, yellow, and the color of a beet

Hard work it was, to push my spade down and down

But even harder it was to forget the diamond that I once found

Another day, long later, after memories of the diamond had long since faded away

One day, my spade stopped again to my dismay

It had hit something, something had changed my day

I reached down into the ground, to see what stood in my way

A rock the size of my fist, ugly and brown

I contemplated putting it back and continuing my day

Instead I decided to keep it, and put my spade away
I went inside, and sanded away the stone

Until to my suprise, underneath the cold outer layer

A diamond like I had never before seen revealed itself to the world

This diamond I kept

My spade grew old and rusted, never to be touched again

As I had finally found a life long friend

Digging digging digging

Digging through life

This I no longer did, for there was no point

I had finally found the love of my life