Poem of the Day

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I am a geologist


I am a young geologist,

I study gems and rocks,

And go fossicking for fossils,

And add them to my box.


I have all sorts of crystals,

Some are pretty rare,

Some I gathered from a beach,

I found them everywhere.


Some rocks are from volcanos,

Some wash up on a shore,

Some came from a quarry,

Where there’s many, many more.


My favourites are the shiny gems

With colours clear and bright.

From blackest black obsidian

To ones that let through light.


There’s chrysocolla, jasper,

Emerald, onyx, jade,

Amethyst, carnelian.

Their colours never fade.


Maybe when I’m older,

I’ll go digging when I’m free,

And find a new gem never seen,

And name it after me.

Pamela Ueckerman


Pamela said: This one I wrote for my son, who is obsessed with rocks, minerals and gems.  While most young children are interested in them, he takes it to the next level.  He is four years old and tells anyone who’s interested that he wants to be a geologist when he grows up, he even had a geology theme for his fourth birthday.  I have incorporated some of his favourite gems into the poem.

To find out more about Pamela and her writing, visit www.ueckerman.net


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