Menagerie Memories

As I opened the velvet box I was suddenly flooded with a wealth of memories... The smells, the sights, the sounds of a happy childhood almost forgotten... Tiny rings that used to fit tiny fingers Gleefully now fit a small princess Rembrance of a time when Hearts and flowers and unbridled abounded Carefree, gilded love, recounted Half of a bosom friend's necklace, the other half belonging to a friendship gone stale and lost over the years Memories of smiles and tears Necklaces worn with dresses that led to nights where girlhood was in prime Feeling like a princess and in love with being in love, sublime. Reminders of what used be Of a life lived and the girl that was me.