My Tiny Little Bell

My tiny little bell with a tip of gold
It brings me on adventures
That I have once been told

“I love Myrtleford Victoria”
Is printed in crimson red
My tiny little bell
Has many tales to tell

Its pearly white colour
That reflects the cotton white clouds that hover
Brings memories of my great grandmother

It’s smooth round shape
Appeals to the eye
Unlike an old video tape

The sweet sound it makes
Is just like her voice
And all her delicious cakes she bakes

Its big red heart
Is filled with love
We will forever be together
Till death do us part

When it was handed to me
Tears filled her eyes
“It is so you can remember me
Once I have died”.