the story of glass

a glass animal

A glass animal, delicate and fine,
Its colors and curves, a beauty divine.
With each ray of light, it glows and shines,
A treasure to hold, a rare find.

Its fragility, a source of worry and care,
Yet its elegance, a marvel beyond compare.
Each curve and twist, a work of art,
A symbol of grace, right from the heart.

But with one swift blow, it can shatter to bits,
A loss to be mourned, a sad end to its wits.
Yet its spirit lives on, in the fragments it leaves,
A memory of beauty, that forever weaves.

So let us cherish the glass animal so fair,
And handle it with love and utmost care.
For it's not just a thing, but a piece of our soul,
A treasure we hold, a part of our whole.