Keepsake
KEEPSAKE
My Mom Norma, who raised, nurtured and showered
me with endearing love, loved diamonds and why not?
She was an April baby and diamond is the birthstone.
She gave me a diamond ring before she passed away.
My eulogy was composed of poem, short story and
very short song “Norma in the Sky with Diamonds”.
She had also given me several jewelries through the
years when she was younger, stronger and full of life.
I treasure all the jewelries she gave me, as keepsakes.
There is one so special to me, a very special keepsake.
It is a very unusual pendant for I have never seen any
other pendant like it and I always get the same comment,
every time I wear it and also “what a beautiful necklace”.
This very special keepsake I call time glass gold dust.
It is a one inch pendant made of fourteen karat gold,
glass and gold dust or gold powder in the glass shaped
as an hourglass with upper bulb and lower bulb with the
gold dust staying in the bottom bulb when you wear it.
Instead of calling it time glass sand or hourglass or
sandglass, I call it time glass gold dust or secondglass
for when I turn it over, the gold dust goes to the bottom
bulb in a second, as I can only count one, nothing more.
Every time I wear this valuable, special keepsake,
I get compliments and I imagine her happy face,
smiling at me with eyes like diamonds shining so
bright and I hum Norma in the Sky with Diamonds.
9/13/21 "K" Contest, New or Old Poetry
Constance La France
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