My prized antimony

My Prized Antimony

It’s quite small, smaller than the dip in my palm
Despite its tiny size it really is my lucky charm
Shiny silver, sometimes it seems to glimmer
In the moonlight I can see it magically shimmer
Shaped like it had been smashed out of a wall
That had once stood very, very tall
It’s sits on my shelf all of every day
Like a frog anxiously waiting for its prey
Finding it takes a lot of thought
Digging it up is like a sport
Money-maker
Window-breaker
To this day it is to be
Something my uncle gave to me