The Cameo Necklace

The Cameo Necklace Slight, delicate thing you are. Strangely simple, strangely plain. I hold you, and I Reminisce; About the laughter and the pain. Picture of an Ivory lady; A bit of gold surrounds the glass. Cold, cold glass surrounds the Ivory. And the years pass oh so fast. Slight, tiny thing it is; A little larger than a tear. Time fades away as I remember. And I know he is not here. Lovely little Golden barbal. I hold it now with no regret. Memories step quietly forward. The song has ended, story set. Shiny little golden necklace. Makes me think of choices made. Pretty little Ivory lady. I face my future unafraid.