Paper-clip Memories

A Poem by Marshall

I could have stapled your heart
on the right hand corner of this page
written you abundant verses
or smoldered in absolute rage

Instead I wrote you a poem
recalling those abstract days
when we were young and foolish
and unsure of so many ways

Today I sit here and wonder
the things I sorely missed
the page fills rapidly yonder
from first time we ever kissed.

Those dreams will never repeat
Those days will never return
Together we shared and we parted
Our memories left out to burn

Just today I picked up a letter
Written in delicate hand
Of things we promised and said
Some silly, but mostly so grand.

I know that castles are built
From simple innocent fare
Time stamped and stored in a vault
Only you and I ever share.

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© 2014 Marshall

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Lydia Shutter

Ah, a secretive memory shared can cut like a knife, can it not? Nothing wrong with being young and foolish, but, alas, those days do have to end and then all that is left are the memories...paper clipped or stapled, they are impossible to forget. Well written in good rhyme. Lydi**