Treasure

a poem by Melyssa G. Sprott, USA - poetry writer, author, poet



This small wooden box
holds many things.
They seem like simple trinkets to you,
but, oh, what emotion they bring!

A box full of memories,
this is what I hold.
Thoughts and promises
and secrets of old.

A lock of Grandfather’s hair,
my Labrador’s tags,
my Great-Aunt’s jewelry—
cherished possessions I have.

A porcelain thimble,
Grandmother’s funeral card,
pictures from childhood I look at
when dropping my guard.

This small wooden box
that I keep near.
A box full of memories
that I hold dear.

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