Grandma's Red Gem

My grandma had a red gem; it was her most prized possession.  When she looked at it you could see her bright eyes shining inside that gem.  She was poor but that gem made her rich for it belonged to her.  The gem and my grandma glowed together she kept in a silver gift box so no harm could come of it.
My grandma had a red gem; she told us stories as how she came to having that red gem.  Our great grandfather was a fisher man, one day he dived deep into ocean and parted the sand and up came the gem.  He loved the gem too for it reminded him of my grandma, so he gave it to her and she promised to keep it forever.
My grandma had a red gem; it was her most prized possession.  She promised to give it to me but I smiled for I knew it didn’t belong to me.  That gem had her heart it was a shoulder she could cry on and a friend she could talk to.  It didn’t belong to me it belonged to grandma.
My grandma had a red gem; on her death bed she sent for her red gem.  She rubbed and kissed it then she closed her eyes.  The red gem fell from her hands I caught it just in time. I connected the red gem to a necklace and at the funeral I placed the red gem around her neck for it was her most prized possession.  She will now be in paradise with her red gem telling everyone the kind and funny stories of that red gem.

Copyright © Terrica Richards | Year Posted 2015

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