They are fragile, these memories of you,
Kept them safely tucked away for years.
Handled with greatest of cares and, love.
Every now and then I would open them up,
to peak inside, maybe with a laugh or a smile.
A warm feeling within me that would spread through my being, making me alive again.
Then, the reality would sneak in and try to color them with the truth.
So, I would shut it and keep it hidden in the deep recesses.
I have been waiting, hoping against hope,
that someday these memories would bring me joy, instead of reminiscent feeling of something I lost.
Alas! it's time to put them away.
Carefully wrapped them in my dreams,
secured with ribbons of my smiles,
Laid inside a beautifully carved box of emotions, tightly shut.
Buried it with a seed of hope under the soft white snow.
One day the tree will bloom pretty with my beautiful memories of you.
Where it will bask in the sunshine and sway with the light breeze,
nothing bad can touch or destroy it.
Only time will take its toll, like on everything else,
Until then...
