Piece de Resistance

This decent necklace, I received at birth.
You don't understand how much it is worth.
Jesus' cross dangles from my neck,
To me it's amazing but to others: just a speck.

My mother's trust has grown,
Now the talisman is my own,
Desiring it since toddler years,
Where will it sit? Below my ears.

Diamonds decorate the dazzling, dashing bangle,
The sun reflects when it's at a certain angle,
Too stunning for anyone to disapprove,
It springs and dances as I move.

This tremendous, splendid jewellery is my most prized possession,
The fatal treasure steals all of my precious affection.
Your eyes transforming to a stare from one petite glance,
Why, it is my 'Piece de Resistance'!