Thursday, June 20, 2013

Memories Found

I stopped when I opened the small, corked jar,
for one, brief second,
I stopped breathing.
More memories,
Who would have thought that someone
at one time
placed these roses in that jar.
The fragrance was still there,
not strong, just a whisp of scent to remind me
that Mother's Day,
that anniversary,
that birthday,
I'm not sure when, 
but the memories flooded back.
I'm just not sure which one.
Memories in a jar.

1 comment:

Sharon Driscoll said...

Beautiful Mallory. I find things when I'm cleaning drawers and there will be an old card or some momento found. Makes me smile all over again.