My Cross Necklace

Made out of real gold
Given by my mother
Complimented by my father
Taunted by my sister

As I promised, to my family
I will wear it at all times and will refuse to take it off
People will wonder, if it is real or not
They will try to take, they will take it a lot
It is hard to hide it
People will always find it
It is very special to me
I write a poem about it as you can see
But just don’t take it please
It is mine and I earned it
(Not really)