The Jill Ring Poem by Storm Youngstrom

The Jill Ring



The time is near
Just five more years
and the precious family Jill ring
is mine

It twinkles
Like the diamonds in the sky
Its silver polish shines blinding us all
It will fit perfect on my pinky finger

Its representation is honored greatly
Showing that I am a Jill
But none forget
It started with you great great great grandma

Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: silver
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