A journey with this object

In this object there is a world of its own,
A small, gold and a flower shaped treasure,
They are as hard as a bone,
These are smaller than a necklace,
I've had them for two years,
These objects are from my grandmother,
They bring a few tears,
I will pass them on when I'm a mother,
It is important to me,
They are dazzling, gorgeous and elegant,
They are like the glistening sea,
More beautiful than a crystal,
Grandmother got them for my communion,
This jewellery will be always treasured by me,
It reminds me of my Maltese background,
This object is 3D,
It gives me memories on that day,
They are real gold,
In life it shows me the way,
They are my valuable earrings,