a lost page from my diary

It came out with a glint,
From his eyes – serene, saddened, still,
I picked it up too precious to waste,
Put it in the rivulet,
With the hope it will find its place.


It flowed and flowed, till
It reached the deep,
And there, it was lost
In the dark,


It did not come back.
I went in search of it,
I found it flowing alone.


Sad it was,
It told me it was worthless,
Refused, Abandoned, Unwanted,


I picked it up, kissed it,
Put it in my heart,
There it stays, I see it twinkle,


I have found my diamond, priceless,
Precious; to cherish for ever!