Hearing the Earrings

Diamonds shimmer in the light
Shining with its delight,
Awaiting to be mined,
Once it does it will put you in line,

Riptides touches the shore,
But it's not as great as it's being worn,
Partly gold partly silver,
Handcrafted by the finest of jewellers,

Generations of Generations,
Only gifted to one,

Dangling from above,
Almost as pretty as a dove,
History living on, Everlasting and long,

Ages are timeless when in my ears to be shown,
While hours pass soon to be shown,

These are my earrings
I hope that the next person to receive it is hearing.