The Jeweller’s Art

jwhhobbs22
Jan 10, 2025
1 min read

The size of the gem

Its colour, cut, clarity

Can still be held by your

Hands, the same as mine

What real wealth

And worth is

Gleaned through the fact

It has value in the giving

The number merely effort

Catching, and discussing

Physical art

Gilt timepieces

Reflecting out curious time

To sit comfortable and talk

Celebrate the occasion

The fiancé, colleague, then

And only then with a flourish

Polite goodbyes

And the human within the stone

By J.W.H. Hobbs.

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