Jessica, Age 16, Torbay, NF

Pearls from the sea,
more valuable than gold,
more beautiful and bold
than stories of man have told.
Pearls from oysters,
over centuries old,
in the deep ocean, cold,
the oyster's insides consoled.
Pearls pried from shells,
a grain of sand I'm told,
aggravating the oysters fold,
itching, scratching, making it old.
Pearls shimmering under the sun,
seem to be running, having fun.
Their sparkling is like sprinkling rays of sun,
I wish that I could also be one.

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