My Gold Necklace

Seven years old,
Memories it holds.
My dad gave it to me
When I was three.
Making me feel safe
In my sorrow.
It sparkles
In the moonlight.
As bright as the sun
More precious to me
Than one thousand pearls.
If it was an animal it would be a dog
Sweet on the outside
And tough on the outside
It’s my gold necklace.