A poem I made up about how I see stones.
Precious Stones
An emerald is as green as grass
A ruby red as blood
A sapphire shines as blue as heaven
A flint lies in the mud
A diamond is a precious stone
to catch the world’s desire
An opal holds a fiery spark
Thank you for reading my poem 
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