Eternal Embrace: The Picture Necklace

In a velvet lined box, whose gentle folds,

Lies something more precious than the breaking dawn.

A memory that holds together moments old

And those not yet born.

Like a whispered promise, it has a silver chain.

It moves around the neck gracefully and with ease;

Inside its locket is a tableau of great import—

A locked gaze—a moment to think about.

Smiling grandmother forever young,

Sees us through sepia time filters,

Her laughter ringing out in tunes once sung,

Ensconced in this silvery chime.

Or perhaps the tender look of a lover’s face,

Frozen under clear crystal glass,

One of many tokens from brighter days

Kept close to the heart beat dear.

Each snapping clasp brings back possibility

Of sunlit promenades and moonlit conversations on the shore

Where time stood still and left no tracks

In your hand dwells this pendant of yore.

Children’s faces with chubby pink cheeks,

This shield protects their innocence in any storm;

The light encircling locket to keep them near for weeks

Wards off coldness forevermore.

A dancing picture necklace carrying life’s song lyrics,

A whispering enchantment for bygone ages;

Every sweet image contains stories of love, joy and trials:

Each remembered face is another world of pages.

Given in white lace or found lonely during an afternoon drawer search,

Its weight implies eternal hugs;

Love will be back, it says so much,

For sure. The following word is too long: lonely