Closeted in the cupboards of minds
and kept for a rainy day
memories of the halcyon times
Dreams are filed away
Days from childhood, days from youth
retained to often share
many things taken save for these
All kept and treasured there
A sacrosanct trove of happiness
as the years pass swiftly by
brought out and dusted down when we
with whimsy breathe a sigh
©Jemverse
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