Menagerie Memories
As I opened the velvet box
I was suddenly flooded with a wealth of memories...
The smells, the sights, the sounds of a happy childhood almost forgotten...
Tiny rings that used to fit tiny fingers
Gleefully now fit a small princess
Rembrance of a time when Hearts and flowers and unbridled abounded
Carefree, gilded love, recounted
Half of a bosom friend's necklace, the other half belonging to a friendship gone stale and lost over the years
Memories of smiles and tears
Necklaces worn with dresses that led to nights where girlhood was in prime
Feeling like a princess and in love with being in love, sublime.
Reminders of what used be
Of a life lived and the girl that was me.
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