Shining Bronze Medal
By Jolene T
Published 20 August 2018
Came from a box.
Waiting for someone to get me.
Always getting touched.
Once I drop I go “Bang!”
People say I look like a zebra.
Hanging from walls and necks.
Once I reach the sun I shine.
Thinking if I would get lost.
Being squished between medals.
I am a memory.