Special

This thing is blue
An actual stone in fact

It’s meant to bring me powers
Of speaking with good judgment

I don’t know where it came from
But I could tell it was new

It is something I treasure
It gave me an immense purpose

It sits around my neck
Holding me stable

I loop my fingers around it
It is my pride and joy

As a blast of wind hits my neck
The giver of this special thing is smiling

The person that gave me this
Has loved and nurtured me

But as I go to bed at night
I wonder what it saw

Did I do my best today?
Should I have done more?