The necklace

It was at a brocante
Near Sacré-Coeur in Paris
One kiosk among dozens
This one with many objects of the seas.
Trinkets, mostly.
But that lovely necklace
Caught my attention.
Stones of different colors
As if collected directly from the seashore
And assembled with love,
Stones speaking of long and daring voyages,
Of pirates and corsairs,
Of freedom and the perils of the high seas.
A perfect gift for my lady friend,
The gutsiest woman of all.