The View of a piece of lost property, in this case, a bracelet on a beach.
Written from the point of view of the bracelet not its owner
I don't like rain.
It's wet, damp and gold.
Shining , reflecting, on my coat of gold
Yet I lie on this dune,
with the water beneath,
The victim of a Seaside thief!
He had snatched me from my owner
whilst she was playing in the sea
and flew off in the air
for a minute or three