Compass Bell

Quietly sitting on my shelf
In my bedroom
Is my compass
And bike bell
Rolled into one
It’s green
With my name written on it
It feels like it could melt
It is filled with water
The ball floats when I turn it upside down
The ball turns black
It is like my dad because he always knows where we are
My Aunty gave it to me
Brought from another country
It is a very special object to me
Reminds me of my Aunty
And the fun times we have had together
I look at my object before I sleep at night
Thinking of times long ago
My Compass Bell