There is a vanity box
Gift to me when I was maybe
Fourteen, by my Grandma dear
It has stayed with me
For all this time
Contains the memoirs
Of a younger self
Many memories contained
Within this box midnight blue
So precious, it is locked
To be opened only
By one magic key
A key so golden, key so fine
Unlocking the treasures within
My diaries, reams and reams of them
My first kiss, my teenage years
My hopes and dreams
Photographs, and baby charms
Birthday cards, and Love Letters too
Thank You Note from my Mother’s heart
Sharing how proud she was
To be a mother to me
All the memories of my life
My youth, my heart
Are contained here within
Preserved for future days
Mystical memories to be revealed
By one golden, magic key
Poems and Petals 