Friendship Pearls

When I saw the small package,
Little deception came upon me
But you are not a simple necklace,
I was happy to see.

When I observe you,
There comes back a memory
Of my friends in France,
All playing with me.

You have very sweet pearls,
Some are even beautiful
You can make me feel “chic”,
But that’s not why your special.

Sometimes you mutter “Bonjour”,
When I cry “hello”
For we flew like tiny birds,
In the gigantic mid blue sky
Over the blunt mountains,
And the angry sea bellow.

If I lost you I would feel guilty
For you contain a wonderful memory.