The Treasure Chest
Opening up my treasure chest
of memories, I allowed myself
to indulge with a memory only
shared between the two of us
Looking inot the scap book with
all your clippings underlining your
name in red, the aroma of happiness
rushed in
As I looked into the middle I found the
coursage inwhich I wore to our seinor
prom, still crushed, but never touched
Finding the memories that bodned us
for the first time, the notes you wrote
and every letter written while you
were away
Searching for the birthday card inwhich
made me cry, I opened and read each
and every word again, like the first time
Kneeling looking out my window with the sun
shinnng in my hair, I looked into a mirror and
wondered whould you still see me the same way
Sitting with a small smile on my face, silly
tears fell into view, my oh my what a sentimental
fool I am today
As I reached the bottom, I had not forgotten
the part that made me remember you the most
Held on it for a moment and then let it go, but
I am happy, happy to have a treasure full of happy
memories that shall stay with me always........
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