The Ruby Brooch

Form: Dizain

In the attic where I found it
Amid old newspapers and dust
Hidden in the decades of grit
A glint of red brighter than rust
A gentle rub of years of crust
And it shimmered a little spark
Its beauty long lost in the dark
And its story now lost to time
In its hinge a tiny hallmark
How it shines now it’s free from grime


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