My Locket

I sit in my room on my bed thinking, my mum comes in
She has something to show me
I look at her expectantly
My locket
She showed me, it’s beautiful
It shines
A metal pattern on the outside
A plain oval on it inside.
My locket
I open it
Empty
I’ll fill it right now
I look around for inspiration
I spy my teddy on my bed
It take the moment and place it in
My locket
In a chest, on my dresser, in my room, in my house
I never wear it
Too special
Full of memories
To afraid to lose it
My locket.