Pieces

Empty card board boxes

slowly filled

one piece at a time.

Every item,

each thing,

coming from a different moment,

connected to a special memory.

All slowly packed away

into awaiting

empty card board boxes.

Pieces that compose my life

slowly stashed away

into nameless places.

Each thing

beholds a special place in my heart,

but to another it is nothing.

These pieces

representing who I am

are merely things

when I am naught.

 

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Bound — less

Boundless

Giggles

Delights

Joy

Boundless

Energy

Love

Hope

Boundless

Innocent

Naive

Children

If only they could stay that way forever

Untainted

Joie De Vivre filled

Fearless

If only they could live life, untouched by

sadness

death

pain

If only they could be forever

Bound — less

Snippet

Polaroids

Paper hearts

Vintage photos

Old time jazz

The atmosphere of home

Of my life

A heroic heart

Composed of strength and grace

This is the reality

Of me

I’m more than a trinket

More than a texture of the past

I’m a new substance

Comprised of old world charm

New beginnings

and Fierce loyalty

Clothed in mercy

Empowered by love