They told me to hide them away
Don’t look at them everyday.
They told me it would be so much better
If I did not read every letter.
I wonder if they just might be right
To keep some things out of sight.
Pictures of loved ones that have gone away
Precious to my heart in every way.
Poems by my own dear mother
Lock them away, don’t even bother.
My very best friend of long ago
Don’t look at her face all aglow.
So many dear people I have lost
The ones I seem to love the most.
They told me it would be ok
To lock all these things away.
My focus should be about this day
Not in the past that went astray.
But I feel betrayal to my dear ones lost
To not hold their belongings close
Their memory I feel I should preserve
To honor the love they so deserve
Yet to know in the drawer, locked away
Are beautiful memories of better days
The memories in my heart, I hold the key
When I am ready, these loving trinkets, I can see