MY SPECIAL PLACE

It’s structure made of wood and glass, simplistic by design
The elements of days gone by cast on it’s doors of pine
Inside it safely tucked away, a heart’s managerie
Captured moments from my past, a lifetime’s potpourri

And through the glass and scalloped frame, each day as I arise
I catch a glimpse of yesterdays, and pause to visualize
Each piece I have selected, that touched my heart some way
I stop to breathe the fragrance of my memory bouquet

A wishing stone, a figurine, my favorite childhood book
(Sometimes I have to get it out and take another look)
A pair of handmade earrings and a gem from far away
Found gleaming on a sandy shore, the waves had cast astray

A crystal heart, ceramic urn, my mother’s favorite vase
A tiny cup and saucer with an elegy of grace
A plate with matching candlesticks, a beautiful display
Children’s grade school projects made of paper, and of clay

A trinket box, a teddy bear, a candle and a doll
My heart is filled with gladness as I think about them all
And though the days forever gone, their memories embraced
Sheltered now forever in this, My Special Place