Amelia

The cold surface presses
against my bare skin as I walk along.
The metal bounces on my chest,
each time my eye catching glimpses
of an array of colours.
If it was to disappear,
my surroundings would become colourless .
To me, it is not just a statement piece,
To me, it is far more special than a piece of jewellery.
The chain connects me with my sister
The colourful spirals in the centre of the jewel bring me luck
The bronze clasp ties the luck and the connection together,
Making it more special than just a necklace.