high on my shelf

Written by: rebecca travis

Your picture sits high on a shelf 
out of daily sight 
out of daily thoughts
every now and then 
I pass it and look up 
I stop to think,
of times long ago
back when things were alright 
and you were my world.
It seems as though daily life 
has gotten in the way 
everything just becomes a blur.
Maybe I try to hard to make something out of nothing 
maybe that’s why you are high on this shelf 
or maybe just maybe I put it up so high 
to  know I can never reach it 
pull it down,
and try and clean it 
clean up the past and right the future 
 for maybe just maybe 
I like you high on this shelf