My Jade Necklace
By Emily W
I have a jade,
It came to my aid.
It lies on my string,
I wish it could sing.
It is as bright as light,
People are blinded by the sight.
When I was I minute old,
I thought it was gold.
It is from my mother
When I was small somebody tried to steal it my brother,
It used to be behind a screen glass,
People are so jealous they turn green.
It is very pretty,
And my mother bought it from the city.
It is precious.
