Ode to a Diamond

ODE TO A DIAMOND

As I sit here close to tears
How quickly events fly past
No guarantee to last
When I reflect upon our shining years

You spoke of me as being your “rock”
But as the sea tends to hone
And the waves erode the stone
I slowly succumb to the clock

Now as I struggle through the Sands Of Time
I grasp to any proffered rope
To keep alive a semblance of hope
As I gather strength to aid me in my climb.

I LOVE YOU JEANNE
By
Christopher Baker