A Long Lasting Treasure

Its crystalized streaks shine in the morning light,
Its pink outer layer glows so heavenly bright.
Uneven but smooth and silky glass edges,
Standing straight and still on the kitchen ledges.
Given as a gift from my pen pal far away,
I will keep it in my pocket close to me everyday.
Pouncing and leaping as graceful as a ballerina,
Twinkling as brightly as the chandeliers in an arena.
Tasting of sweet strawberry smoothies in a clear mug,
When it speaks to me in a melodic voice I will give it a hug.
I know my mum is trustworthy if I were to give it to her to protect,
Melancholy and sorrowful would I be by the sight of my damaged object.
It is as miniature as a 10c piece and a boiled lolly,
I know it truly and it will forever remain holy.