Bracelet
By Romola D
A young girl at the beach
Eyes bright, chin held high
Waves crash over as the sun beats down
Her young lover gives her a bracelet
Pale silver, pure and bright
A perfect band, promising a heart
And a clasp to hold it together
Together through the years
Across continents
Over waves
To the next generation, and the next
A young girl in the park
Leaves crunch, children squeal
Her grandmother gives her a bracelet
Time has tarnished, but all comes clean
A story comes full circle.
