It is gold,
it is blue,
It definitely doesn't taste like glue.
It's as light as a feather,
and as special as the world.
It was given to me when I was born,
then passed on to my brother to be worn.
I kept it out of harm’s way,
so I can see it just right another day.
After four years I opened the box and saw the charm,
it was then laying in my palm with no harm.
As I stare at the charm, it gave me grace,
it reminds me of a magical place.



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