The Gateway to a Wonderful Place

The crown sits sharp at the end of the chain,
Leaves floating above
And between,
A beautiful set of gates, the doorway to my special place
The gorgeous pink ruby sits still in the head of the crown
The crown reminds me playing dress ups with my granny,
And now know more
The chain 50 or more years old,
No rust in sight,
Like it was only made yesterday
The precious rose gold chain sitting firmly on my neck,
Making me imagine the day my granny got this necklace,
Her wedding day
Nothing will ever come between me and this necklace
Never leaving…
Never letting go.