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Working wonders

Once as a child, I got a fine silver locket
protective tokens, were concealed on the inside
this given pendant, I kept it in my pocket
not caring too much, for what it would hide
No the fascinating part, of this little jewel
not the images in it, we learned about in school
But the fascinating part, was to open and close
and open and close, the shape of a rose.
I was the one, to work wonders here
make things vanish and appear, vanish and appear

I just grew up, and forgot about the flower
and adulthood, had it?s own ways to surprise
but a strong sense, of magical power
came back to me, and I now realized
That the fascinating part of this little jewel
not the images in it, we learned about in school
The fascinating part, was to open and close
and open and close, my mem?ry like that rose.
I was the one, to work wonders here
make things vanish and appear, vanish and appear