Tongan Necklace

It dangles it swings from side to side,
it's special and delicate
no one has it worldwide.
The tight rope grips on my skin,
it's three centimetres thin.
It's a puzzle piece of my childhood,
it will always be with me ‘til womanhood.
It comes from my country,
my sweet precious jewellery,
it stays in a rustic box every night, usually.
The pitch black raven lanu*
the surface of the heart,
it's a beautiful work of an anonymous person's art.
It's rightful place is around my kia*
just like a bumble bee with his huhu’a*.
Engraved on the heart is a dainty image,
of my small exquisite village.

I lost it.
Sadly my soul is slowly crushed,
I'll try to find it with a vave* rush.
It's my one of a kind treasury,
my father bequeathed it to me,
ohh sweet memories.

Glossary:(from my native tongue)
Lanu - Colour
Kia - Neck
Huhu’a - Honey
Vave - Quickly