My Jewel Box

Teardrop Aquamarine done with 16-year-old Bridesmaid duties,

drips elegantly from her chain next to a single Sapphire pendant.

Set of three Star Diamante brooches bought in Carnaby Street

in the 60’s, snuggle up to two plastic cherries on a pin.

Stuck in my head Tiger’s Eye images of outfits - beaded

Citrine, Peridot, Ruby rounds, worn at family gatherings.

Mum’s Pearl necklace gleams ready for new memories with

silken thread re-strung by love, awaiting the next wedding.

Recently reunited African Amethyst beads together again, once

broken by small hands grabbing hold, climbing onto Nana’s lap.

Wedding rings don’t feature - they stay on the finger, adored.

For cocktails, Blue Topaz, Tourmaline, Garnet show decade style.

My glittering ballerina charm winks from her crowded bracelet,

twirls in golden sunset, takes a final bow among the treasures.

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2021