Gold is your description,
there is so much more.
There is so much more to you than gold.
Inside, outside, everything in between

You have no secrets, just open like a book.
As open as a little boy's school bag.
As open as the opportunities.
As open as your memories.

Filled with joy, love, hope.
Filled with my heart, my soul.
Filled with timeless dreams.
Filled with thoughts, laughter, memories.

When I look at it, charms and all,
I see it's humble evolution.
From caterpillar to butterfly,
cloudy day to sunny sky.

Who could have guessed what you could do?
There is much more than what they see.
More than charms, more than gems, more than gold.
Inside, outside, everything in between.