Locked Memories
Unlock the box, where is the key?
I want to remember the treasures of the past.
What my child's heart, held dear.
Wipe the dust away
I could paint a portrait here
Where did the child's heart go?
Regain the days and joy.
Regain the simplicity of days forgotten
Hold my hand, help the memories flow.
For Mawmaw, who lost her precious memories to alzheimers disease.
Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2009
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