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Beautiful Jewelry Found Was Healing My Heart

I know this…they were too young to die b e f o r e - but left behind BEAUTIFUL treasures for me to a d o r e. Sincerity of a grandmother takes precedence over anything, old jewelry left behind, but back then none of them for me- Rubies, amethysts and her b e a u t i f u l diamond wedding ring, were all left to my sister, the oldest daughter in the family. Grandmother and Karen were close and lived together at a time, and when she died Karen inherited all her stunning JEWELRY, Not a day went by when grandmother wasn’t on her mind, and growing up I could see how special to grandmother was she. One tragic New Year’s Eve day in two thousand and ten, Karen went missing and my heart was just broken- For she was so depressed and filled with t o r m e n t back then, I still remember our last kiss and final words spoken. After they FOUND her body and realized she took her life, they returned her belongings she had worn that day- Oh, how her world was filled with such anguish and strife, I could really u n d e r s t a n d why she didn’t want to stay. I was sifting through her belongings and found an angel pendant, it WAS gold plated with a silver halo just above her head, Now being that to grandmother Karen was a d e s c e n d a n t, I remembered the angel was her favorite, my heart bled. The angel had been passed down from my great-grandmother, and now it was mine to hold dear to my bleeding heart- This was the most special h e i r l o o m, I’d never find another, and then the needed HEALING in my soul began to start. It is still pinned gently right above my collar on my coat, I c a r r y it with me during the chilly winter season- During warmer days I pin the angel on MY special tote, And maybe leaving me their special treasure is the reason. Keeping the angel heirloom close to my suffering HEART, brings a sadness yet c h e r i s h e d memories that never shall part. Old Jewelry or Just Old Things - Poetry Contest Sponsor: Broken Wings October 24, 2016

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Date: 11/7/2016 9:09:00 PM
Very creative, Laura, love it congratulations on your win Hugs Eve
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Date: 11/7/2016 5:53:00 PM
Laura, congratulations on your win in my contest with this beautifully sad and emotional write, and I love how creative it is too ~
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Date: 11/7/2016 8:04:00 AM
Hi Laura, This heartfelt write brought tears to my eyes. From reading your other poems I believe this to be a story is true. It so touching to see how the hheirlooms from your loved ones, that have passed on are impacting your life. Congratulations on your 1st place win. It was well deserved: -) Alexis
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Date: 11/7/2016 3:57:00 AM
The pain, the inheritance is so dramatically presented, Luloo! Congrats on your well deseved win!
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Date: 11/6/2016 6:12:00 PM
Dropping back with my congrats Luloo:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 11/6/2016 10:05:00 AM
what an amazing story, lou.. wishing you sweet congrats on your win!..huggs
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Date: 10/25/2016 6:58:00 AM
Amazing! please review my latest poem and let me know what you think! Cheers
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Date: 10/24/2016 5:46:00 PM
wow, you have the ultimate experience for this challenge. Gosh, I really can't think of any objects of such power in my own life!! I love how you bolded the words to spell out the title. CREATIVE!!
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Date: 10/24/2016 1:41:00 PM
Ohhh broken wings will like this emotional write stephen
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Date: 10/24/2016 1:03:00 PM
Such a sad and heartbreaking piece. I love the use of the bold words in this. Really nicely told tale of those things we still hold that adorn our memories, Luloo
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Date: 10/24/2016 10:54:00 AM
I am sure it holds such precious memories for you LuLoo and I know Karen is always in your thoughts:-) good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx
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