The Pearl and the Stone

27 July 2026

The Pearl's first baby

Turned out to be an ugly Stone

That looked so jagged, rugged and scratchy

Unlike the mother's smooth, caring tone

The Pearl had two more babies 

Younger sisters to the spikey Stone

Pleasant gems like the beautiful mother

Unlike the Stone's grumpy, hurting moan

The troubling Stone went overseas

Rolling down into a big-hearted Ocean

He polished the Stone with love and laughter

Until she found her own range of emotion

The mother Pearl thanked the Ocean

And treated him as her noble earl 

Though still a Stone, her baby became rounder

The mother is now a heavenly Pearl

R.I.P.

23 June 1950 - 27 July 2026