my mother’s old jewelry

necklaces, earrings & bracelets —

a snarled, tangled mess

of baubles & beads.

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a few broken chains,

missing pieces,

gems with a tarnished

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or lackluster finish —

still, I’m thrilled

for every salvaged bit of it.

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sorting through what remains,

I’ll wear her close to me,

a cherished means of remembrance.

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