The necklace broke into bits
The beads scattering on the floor
Now that is a bit of jewellary
I will not wear any more

I wore at my wrist glass bangles red and gold
But they fell onto the ground
Shattered and scattered, those bits of glass
With just a faint tinkling sound

At my ears I wore that piece of gold
You know the ones I was given long ago
Those earrings I will hide away
Those earrings I will never forego.

Rani Turton

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-necklace-broke/