Necklace
By LKilby
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Smells and sights of lust and love,
give way to the passing of time
All things must pass, to return again
Reincarnation, or ressurection.
An endless cycle, again and again
with changes minor to the picture whole.
Colours different and scents changed.
Round and round the cycle goes.
A circle shared by a bonded strength
found only in those willing to give
Their spirit and soul
To the ones they hold most dear.
A gift shown small, worthless trinket
given freely and accepted gratefully
affection and direction provided
in the form of a glorious gift.
A necklace of string and rounded wood
Siblings love shown through thoughts alone.
An endless cycle, of colour and smell.
A necklace shared by bonded two.
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Really like the rhythm in
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