The Necklace

April 25, 2011
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I take out the mahogany box,
When I open it I see a necklace,
the necklace that will be mine in the coming years,
the necklace that belongs to my mom right now,
the necklace that has been passed down for generations,
a necklace that holds onto your neck with a choker hold,
its tiny bead hanging down,
and tickling your neck as they move,
its gold plating reflects magnificently in the light,
the green emeralds that shimmer in the center,
when I get the necklace,
I will cherish it with all my heart,
it is the only representation I have of my grandmother,
I have never in my life met her,
she died when my mother was young,
even though I have never met her,
I always feel like she’s a part of me,
I feel like she’s watching me,
I feel like she’s protecting me,
I feel like I’ve known her my entire life,
whenever I wear the necklace.

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Radhi said...
Jun. 14, 2011 at 2:57 pm
Loved the article and it brought tears in my eyes.....
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