Hidden Gems

Hidden Gem

 

A thousand times we pass the place

Where the hidden gem resides

And never condescend to glance

Where true beauty often lies.

 

So the grass grows all around us

And we walk it every day

And there’s beauty all about us

But it seems no more than hay.

 

We may search for gems forever

But if we don’t take the time

To observe what’s right before us

We may never make the find.

 

Done