A tiny gold bracelet wrapped round my hand.
The colour of gold like golden sand.
The colour of gold reflects happiness and joy.
And protects me from evil, sadness and cries.
The tiny gold bracelet so smooth yet rough.
Picks me up when I'm weak and tells me be tough.
My bracelet tastes like honey and cream.
Like cinnamon,scones and marshmallow dreams.
Like a soft sweet buttercup flowering in spring.
It stays on my hand wherever I might be.
My object is small with powers so great.
It can unlock the secrets to any hidden gate.
A flat piece of gold embedded with my name.
To show to the world, I have a name day.
The tiny gold bracelet feels cold against my skin.
And keeps all the sadness locked tightly within.
The bracelet is simple, yet close to my heart.
And nothing will ever set us apart.