A Special Gift

My diamond is royal blue and the rock is as brown as the old chair inside of our shed.
My parents bought it for me last year.
It’s small, like a baby mouse.
It’s pointy, like a tooth pick.
Its shape takes the form of gentle waves at the beach.
My sparkly diamond is like my teachers blue chair.
It’s special to me because I got it as a gift.
I would like to think it would last forever, like rocks and diamonds.