it’s just a small thing.
a trinket.
overlooked in a rushing crowd
but noticed instantly by family.
I wonder if they’d be surprised
to see it there,
making rainbows skip about the walls
as it caught the light
while I would sit, fingers wrapped around a tea cup,
in front of the window
facing them.
you’d be next to me,
teeth as bright as the gem you gave me
in a smile that i treasure even more.
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