Love It Like He Loved You

I look at my Golden Bracelet.
The money, the love you’d put into it.
It’s just so gorgeous and delicate,

I’ll care for it; it’s just so precious,
Like your love was.

It arrived at home one day,
After everything had left me.
My parents sat down and would say,

“Treasure this. Keep it close,
Love it like he loved you.”

When I hook the bracelet, it’s just so gold.
Wearing it out all the time, it never gets old.
Clip! The bracelet hooks.

Showing the gorgeous object,
I get many admiring looks.

I look at my Golden Bracelet,
Love it like he loved you.