The box has left an imprint of Aunt Jo’s life.
It tells a tale of love and travel.
The box sits on my drawers,
holding secrets and stories.
Diamonds, pearls, necklaces and bracelets
sitting in the dark cold box, waiting to tell another story.
But there is this one bracelet that really caught my eye.
It shimmers in the day, and it shimmers in the night.
My mum says “Be careful with this bracelet”.
I think it was Aunt Jo’s favourite.
Even though Aunt Jo is not on this earth,
that jewellery box of hers has the brightest glow.
It connects her forever to me
and by my side it will stay,
safe and secure. A little piece of Aunt Jo
forever with me.