necklace
I have a beautiful necklaceThe chain had tangled into a knot
I put it in a cigar box
On a day with time, took the time
With patience, I worked the chain
With fingers, I worked the knot
Not knowing if the chain would break
And the pendant balanced
As judgment balanced
My neck, naked as my heart
After some time, the time spent handling
A delicate strand, freed
The weight of the pendant buffered
The weight of sadness, tangled
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Reminds me of a necklace an Irish guy sent to me.
Mr you know who my dear mate if your reading this blog yes I still have your heart shaped necklace with the engraved words Mo Chroi
I have so much respect for him he's a fab guy.
with love.