SILVER



Silver glistens on the fingers, round the neck and from the ears

These adornments universal, round the planet....they appear

Bright as mirrors,polished so white, lasting for a million years



See the graceful curve and style, and the carefully set stone

Never wonder, why it rests there, or why some pieces stand alone

All the masses, and the classes from the common to the throne

Have a piece or two of starlight, even if their more "gold" prone



Such indulgence, is so harmless, just a little thing we do

To adorn ourself with metals as an economic clue

Then the stones, such a selection almost endless trays of choice

Our direction of selection can be seen on the "Invoice"



Anita

5/29/01