THE GOLDEN BRACELET - By Sylvia Salima

THE GOLDEN BRACELET

The bracelet at hand,
The bracelet of memories,
The roses that resemble my happiest memories,
The gold coated that reminds me of the faded times,
I wear it with pride,I wear it as a sign of reminder,
What was then,What was to be after ,and what is:
All floaded :All swept like the sand:
The better ,gone :The best is to come:
The bracelet that withheld it all:



- Written by: Sylvia Salima

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