I put the memories we shared
In a pink box with care.
Contemplated–I did.
Deliberated–internally, two sages did.
In hand is a blue Sharpie,
to mark or not to mark
Fragile or history?
Instead,
Written in bold, italic, w/underline
Is your name,
For in the box is our true story.
Separated good from bad—no, I di’n’t.
Labeled high or low—no, I di’n’t.
Simply, goods and highs are in.
Simply deep within:
A copier built-in,
And true copies of ours are in.
YouTube/Special Memory/Lea Salonga
YouTube/Special Memory/Jed Madela
Nice post 👍😁
Thank you Missy!
This poem is a sweet box of words
Thank you!
cute. with just a touch of cheese. luv it. and your choice of songs. will be here more often, for sure.
Amazing 💯😇
This is beautifully penned by a talented mind.
Thank you, Kally! God bless you!
Great work of yours 👍
Thank you so much!