There it sits,
Shimmering,
Precious,
Adored,

I lift it up with my bare hands
Secure,
Stable,
Solid.

I feel the warmth of love as I drag my hands across the chain.
It reminds me of my grandma,
who was as pretty as a daisy.

She tells me stories all the time ,
they all remind me,
that she is mine,

It shines as bright as a star,
so bright you can see it from Mars,

There it sits,
in remembrance of my
delightful, delicate grandma.



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