Diamonds

A diamond, rare and brilliant, hard as stone

A symbol of eternal love, pure and true

Its facets catch the light, and it alone

Can sparkle brighter than the morning dew

A miner's labor, deep beneath the ground

Is needed to extract this precious gem

But once it's found, its value knows no bound

And placed within a ring, it's beauty condemn

But not all diamonds are created equal

Some flawed, some small, some yellow, not all white

But the true gems, are those that are most special

And sparkle with an inner, fire, so bright

So when you give a diamond to your love

It will be a symbol of what they're made of