The Card

A card sits on my shelf,
amongst many other things.
It looks just like the others,
but so completely different.

It’s sides are covered gold,
each time the light hits them
they never fail to shine,
lighting up the room.

The picture says one thing
while the words say another.
Different meanings to all who see it,
just one meaning to me.

It is a card of friendship,
acceptance and peace.
Of colours and designs.
Of lessons and morals.

It shows love and companionship,
trust and belief,
adventures and curiosity.
But still it sits on my shelf.