poetry, Writing

Daily Prompt: Fortune…Precious

I keep my eye on my fortune,

Always wanting more.

But lately I have grown tired so,

I hide it in a hole.

It is quite calming to stare at it.

Palming it over in my hand.

Bonding with it,

That gleaming golden band.

When we are separated I feel a longing,

That you will never know.

 

Some would say this is a warning,

But I don’t know.

They say I’m obsessed,

Maybe even mad.

I say no my precious

I have…My tiny fortune in my hand.

I love my precious,

and it loves me.

My precious golden ring.

 

via Daily Prompt: Fortune

Fortune

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