My Secret Box

There is this place so deep within. A box so fragile and thin. As the days grow long, and I feel old. I visit my box of memories untold. Of other places, and other times. When I was in love and life was fine. Memories of my first kiss. And would I ever feel like this. When I lost my first love and had a broken heart. Would I be able to recover to again start? My children being born and the love in my eyes. Knowing that I had brought into the world such a wonderful life. Only the good memories are kept deep inside my secret box. I won't let the bad in I keep it locked. My special wedding day when I married my soul mate. And I knew that their was more to love than just hate. The look in our adoptive baby girls eyes. When I held her for the first time. So as I grow older and I grow weak. I just have to open my secret box, and take a peek. That takes me back to a place in time. To memories that have kept me from going out of my mind.