Cyprus to Greece to Me

From the sands of Cyprus to Greece,
to my grandmother’s hand,
the ring remains so beautiful and grand.
the gold like the sun,
the pearl like the moon,
the engraved name graceful as icicles in June,
to feel so warm,
the sight so bright,
the ring stays with me every night.
it acts like a heart,
or a family soul,
as special and important as a child’s first doll.