I Put them in a Box

Within me is a treasure box that holds the fondest memories I shared with you.





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

About AinaBalagtashttp://www.ainabalagtas.comI am an essayist, a news writer, a poet, a big fan of language and words; an ardent lover of imagination-- I am but a writer.

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