Last evening,
As I was rummaging through
A heap of frozen moments,
I found a slice of time
Wrapped in silk,
With pink ribbons and glittering stars.
It sat perched on the edge of my memories.
I paused
And drew it close to my heart.
It was light
And soon I knew why.
It had some frothy laughter within
With the softness of a mother’s love.
There were patterns scribbled
In pinks and blues
On velvet dreams and flaky walls.
There were hugs and kisses
And hopes and prayers.
There was everything that I longer had.
Is that why
My heart has never felt light
Ever since I left those moments behind?
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