Shining, it lays brightened by the sun,
Like a sunflower blossoming in the summer,
Bulging with warm and cool colours,
Waiting for someone to wear it,

Past and present,
Elegant and evident,
Significant and senseless,
Majestic and minor,

It’s travelled the world,
Country to country,
Fresh and clean,
Like it’s never been touched,

As small as an inch,
It holds a bundle of memories,
Such a perfect gift,
As if it’s royalty.