I remember

When I saw the necklace on my grandmother's neck,
the wanting, the feeling, the need.
The excitement as I was invited into the room,
the blessing that came upon me.
The winding chain around my neck,
the smooth surface of the charm.

The secrets
it will not tell.
The memories it shares with me.
As gilded as the sun,
As elegant as royals.
What else could I need?