I’m not just some trinket,
you can set on your shelf,
and dust off once a year,
or leave ignored.
I’m not just a trinket,
you can show to your friends,
or play with once in a while,
only to put me away again.
I’m not your little trinket,
I won’t go away,
every time you want me to.
You can’t control me,
I’m not your little trinket,
anymore.
~*~ Jill ~*~