My Bracelet

In the middle of darkness,
Where sadness and hatred existed,
I met the one who held me,
There is no other than my bracelet,
It is not just a piece of jewellery, it’s also part of my memory
It’s like a disco ball, in my hand when I'm under the sun

It’s tiny, but it’s shiny
The colour is as blue as the ocean
15 blue beads and 5 white beads
singing around my wrist
No much coin value, yet infinite joy since the day we met

When I wear it,
I always think about my grandma
Sometimes when I miss her
I just look at my bracelet,
That can remind me,
That she’ll be forever in my heart, even though we’re apart