Pride and Joy

Heavy pockets carry gems

Collected one by one.

Until the end.

Water running past my feet.

Water rushing to my knees.

Pretty,

Shiny,

Little Gems.

The one’s I chased

Until the end.

Memories of a forgotten man.

Memories of his calloused hands,

And my tiny palms

Reaching out

Until he was gone.

Chasing them.

Chasing them.

Chasing him

And his pretty gems.

Collected one by one

Until the end.

Water rushing over feet.

Shiny gems meet the sea.