Monday, February 13, 2017

Mementos

Small things
seem to take on fresh meaning
as pages yellow
through time
filed in drawers labeled "junk."

Old photos
and love letters,
a golden locket
still untarnished
that seemed real when
presented long ago
by a special beau.

A display of colorful objects  
look up when brushed
with a duster,
that swishes quickly by stolid ceramic faces,
mementos from a loving friend
to dance upon the shelf.

These objects remain
and letters retain
wafts of cologne
once carefully applied
to hold the message
unstained and lasting,
as if the message could disappear!
It endures in wisps of memories
and things stored, but not forgotten.

© Shelly Sitzer, 2017

Knick knacks
Photo by Francisco Anzola
from Wikimedia Commons



1 comment:

Brenda Beazley said...

I'm not an expert... I just know I love this poem. I see no need for improvement. Thank you, Shelly, for sharing.