A necklace of silver;
the silver stands yet another day,
shimmering and sparkling as it does.
It hangs around my little neck
like a trinket on a tree in colours
as bright as a bee. The heavenly look
of the pretty necklace is eye-blinding too, I bet,
wave upon wave of sterling silver,
woven in a flower halfway through.
This necklace is special to me
because it reminds me of my dad;
strong, bold and loving is his heartbeat.
He warms my body up every time we meet.