Pure whiteness floats in the background,
A girl appears, wearing a pearl necklace.
The tiara perches on her black hair,
So shiny that it doesn’t blend in.

Soft and warm against my skin,
Mum wrapping a blanket around me.
Deep within, it holds memories.
Memories you can never forget.

Being the centre of attention,
Smells of delicious food, and
Sizzling from a frying pan.
Those are my precious memories.

Sadness overwhelms me,
Threatening tears to come,
I will never be in the same position,
But, I always treasure that memory.