MORE THAN EPHEMERA
A dusty attic one must reorganise
Unlabelled boxes trying to hide
There will be at least one surprise
A diary and postcard tucked inside
A letter from a mother at the end
Recalling how the father had cried
This reply that he never got to send
Those painful few days went so fast
Broken dreams that time can’t mend
These are tokens of a forgotten past
That were of momentary significance
Now sure that the memories will last
One can no longer claim ignorance
Nor to hide behind one’s innocence
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