Mini Metal Chair

Holding memories,
The little chair sits on the mantle piece,
Glowing gems sit in the centre,
Of little flowers
Shining and sparkling with old hidden secrets,
That tuck away inside its little draw
Keeping memories from past and present.
Given to me when I was little
My Grandma
The one who used to live a life
But now she stays in my heart
When I’m down I hold it tight
I think about her
And the good times,
Forever in my heart,
The little chair lies.