This goes out to someone really special.
“Did you ever climb the mountain,
Weary, sore-foot and afraid
You would never reach the fountain
On the summit in the shade?
Then a sudden glint of glory
Seemed to flash before your eyes,
And the sequel to the story–
‘Twas a blessing in disguise.” – The Harvest, Jack Crawford.
You cannot see it everywhere,
For its as rare as diamond, indeed.
Those who possess it,
Know its real worth.
An asset of one’s Self
Which makes them all the more
Surprising it is, though,
To see those with this facet
Knowing not how much they inspire
Those around them.
This poem I wish
Conveys in all its brevity,
The beauty of your heart and soul.