Tuesday 25 March 2014

TUCKED AWAY:


Tucked away in memories closets, box & dusty drawer,

Old letters, songs, photographs, poetry & so much more,

All gathering dust, in memory´s old, sad & forgetful tears,

The passing of passions & loves, from long ago yesteryears,

Old moth-eaten letters, of love & with lilac ribbons scented,

Angers tucked away, hidden, best forgotten & so resented,

I now deem to un-tuck, to open & to let fresh breezes blow,

Through the lyrics of old songs & I´ll now let old poetry flow,

Those old sepia faces, now old, cracked with age & so bent,

All forgiven of past doings & of angers so spent & now rent,

Nothing more tucked & hidden, from sight & forgotten heart,

No more pasts stowed away, all of whom I am such a part,

Now upon the shelf, on show, all overt for one & all to see,

All those tucked away memories, are all just a part of me.

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