They are saved in a box
Hidden from view
They come out now and again
when I am feeling blue
Your letters from long ago
and photographs of old
each has a memory
and a story to be told
Promise of something
Hopes for everything
Goals to accomplish
Maybe a wedding ring
But our love was too weak
and you began to stray
Influenced by an enmity
I knew you wouldn’t stay
Jealousy and loathing
Slowly everything was destroyed
Disharmony and resentment
The end we could no longer avoid
The letters and photos
Just mementos of a time gone by
Forgotten and ignored
They no longer gratify
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

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  3 comments for “Mementos

  1. January 13, 2019 at 12:56 am

    Ahhh, yes, but we still keep them in spite of it all???”

    • Christine Bolton
      January 13, 2019 at 9:46 am

      I did purge a few years ago, but you’re right, there are some I just can’t let go.

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