A Diamond In The Pebbles Poem by SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN

A diamond in the pebbles



She smiles and talks as a star

to cheer me up when I am low,

Her smiles and talks are my herb

to cure all my pains and ills



She may come from a poor pebble

but a bright diamond among us,

Our home may be thatched cottage

her palace is full of love and peace

Her dresses may be old and torn

but she bears a royal touch



A poor father of that angel,

I pray some one to come down

from heaven to take her hand

and make my dream come true