You are the gem girl, the little shiny jewel of Wuyihuayuan
Who has trays of jewels to display in abundance.
You held my hands, no ring was found on my fingers,
You sold me jewelry, now I'm searching for a diamond.
Gem Girl
You're the gem girl, the little bright jewel from Wuyihuayuan
You held my hands, no ring on my fingers
You sold me on jewelry, now I'm searching the world for a diamond.
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
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