Toe Ring

by Alexandraa   Jul 20, 2008


My mother asked for something special,
something she could always keep,
so i sat down and thought and thought,
then suddenly my imagination took a leap.

I thought of something she would hold dear,
a precious and small memory of me,
something she could always find,
something she could see.

This little and minute jewel,
is unique yet so small,
It will never let her down,
never let her fall.

A toe ring is perfect for her,
beautiful like a queen,
letting others around her know,
that she's not always as she may seem.

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