A silky pink ribbon wrapped around a creamy box full of secrets.
Inside, a glimpse of gold
As I bury my small fingers in the thin tissue paper
I feel a small treasure within
Intricate gold segments interlock to form a delicate chain.
Hanging at the end, a gleaming golden dove,
a ray of sunlight radiating warmth.
As I let the necklace fall into my hand,
I feel a tickle, as though a small
bird is perching on my palm
I look down and I’m taken back in time
to the day frolicking in the crisp green grass
the smell of citrus as a ripe grapefruit is cut open
picked straight from the tree.
The cool mornings comforted by the smell of sweet waffles, through the cosy house
The necklace a gift from my grandma
A token of her love
treasured forever, though miles apart
across the seas and skies
this dove will fly.