May 2015
I am a pearl
In the warm embrace of a mollusk
Something beautiful, glorious
But with its own secrets
I am guarded, walls up high
The mollusk moulds me
Thinks it knows every part of me
But alas, that is not the case
I was placed in the mollusk, a grain of sand
But the ones that know me better
Are my fellow sand grains
Hard, but smooth as one
They know everything about me
They know my past
They know my present
They will know my future
As I emerge from the mollusk
So do they, from theirs
We come together, to form something
Gloriously beautiful
While we journey with
Pearls who know our true face
We must never forget the mollusks
Who shaped us from sand
In the warm embrace of a mollusk
Something beautiful, glorious
But with its own secrets
I am guarded, walls up high
The mollusk moulds me
Thinks it knows every part of me
But alas, that is not the case
I was placed in the mollusk, a grain of sand
But the ones that know me better
Are my fellow sand grains
Hard, but smooth as one
They know everything about me
They know my past
They know my present
They will know my future
As I emerge from the mollusk
So do they, from theirs
We come together, to form something
Gloriously beautiful
While we journey with
Pearls who know our true face
We must never forget the mollusks
Who shaped us from sand
our parents are the mollusks, yes we have everything to thank them for, for raising us, for making us the good people we are today. but they do not know all our secrets. friends will always know each other the best, and will grow up (and old) together. but of course, we must never forget our mollusks.
