The Wild Flower

Curves and bumps
Irish made
With white and green lumps
From my Great Grandmother when she past away
A golden chain
It brings good luck
It takes away the pain
It is kept inside a special trunk
The crystals glistened
It made my frown blissen with joy
It made me want to listen
It is more than a little toy
Shining in the sun
That is where it gets it's golden glares
I love it a ton
Held close to me in my prayers
The time I spent growiing and learning
The power of this special flower
It's love that is returning
It is a beautiful little flower.