My Bracelet
It was a bright yellow bracelet,
That was given to me that day.
If there was anything I remembered about my bracelet,
It was given to me in May.
Besides the fact it was given to me by my grandmother,
One of the reasons I loved it so,
Everytime it hit the sunlight,
It began to sparkle and glow.
But one faithful day,
When I went to the garden and began to play,
I swung my arms and my bracelet flew off of me,
Flying further than any eye can see.
I searched all around,
And even prayed some,
I said to myself how can I lose the only memory I have of my mom,
And till' this day the thought of it still makes me numb.
A year has past,
And I still hope and pray,
Still searching and looking,
In hope I will find my bracelet some day.