I was of use but I wasn’t what I was meant to be
Then I was carelessly tossed from a cliff
Irresponsibly discarded, forgotten
Broken I lay in the sand
My jagged edges are a threat to anyone who comes close to me
This is not my purpose
Not what I was supposed to be
But I am unable to change on my own
I remain willing to become something else but I am at the mercy of the elements
I feel weathered and worn
Patience is my only comfort
Slowly the sands of time start polish me, smoothing my edges
Transforming me into something no one else could have imagined
I am common and ordinary but distinct and unique at the same time
One of a kind
Soon someone will discover what I truly am and I will become a treasured find
Important with new meaning
I exist to be cherished, appreciated and loved…


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