The Little Treasure

As I pick up
the little treasure
I imagine my grandmother
wearing this ring.
All the memories she had with it
and all the memories I’ll have with it.
It smells like her jewellery box
the slight musky scent.
My ring, an elegant lady
with a string of pearls and high heels.
Her spirit, strength and good nature
empowers me.
I felt responsibility
looking after this ring.
But I am ready
to look after this ring.