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A cubic zirconia wrapped to the nines, with ribbons and bows, and finished with twine; is still a zirconia, that is no lie.

But a diamond at first sight may seem a simple stone. But put in the
Masters hand with polish it will shine, that we have been shone.
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With this pen, I plan to form an explanation of my fixation on wrong accusations.
I have alway's thought it, and will continue to beleave it an total abbomination; that is this lack of information, that leads to ones discrimenation.
this herein may be caused by a lack of representation or further more misrepresentation.
Many who sit in the judgement chair and do continue to stare, all have the same accomidations, with their same affiliations. Did I say it was an abbomination?
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A Diamond In The Rough

A cubic zirconia wrapped to the nines, with ribbons and bows, and finished with twine; is still a zirconia, that is no lie.

But a diamond at first sight may seem a simple stone. But put in the
Masters hand with polish it will shine, that we have been shone.

Now many travel far and wide, shop fancy stores with glitter and gold.
Thinking in their minds eye this is where they would conceive a great
find.

But I am here to say, it did not take a big planned quest, to find here in Mexico the very best.

Hidden here in beautiful splendor, I followed a road which led to the
finest of gemstones. Lay-ed by hand of mere cobblestones.

Down this road that seemed quite traveled, I might add by mule that
pulled and groveled.

In the mist of Mexico's rancheros among the dam-as and boleros, this is where you'll find His worn sombrero.

Not hidden at all. But easy to find. Not with a sign or decor on the door.

But with a hand shake and smile with the greatest of style. I might add He could talk a great while.

With ease in his manner he showed us a platter. We stood surprised
and were pleased to flatter.

He is so kind not to pick and choose, some come to him with out even shoes. And I so bound and tied with the blues.

Mom in her chair and Abbie out there, stood very quiet but continued
to stair.

The job was not easy, some may even say queezy, but He worked with such joy He made me laugh till I was dizzy.

I took to the pen in remembrance of Him. Because in Him, I found one of life's true gems.

To doctor Ignacio Hernandez, my diamond in the rough.

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Leslie Ching 02 February 2009

I'm sure other members on PoemHunter would love to read some more of your poems-literacy is the passion of everyone here and of that you provide of the highest qualities! Warmly, lc

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