When I was 6, my teacher asked me to write a poem
I had to write about a magic box and what things I would place in my box to keep it for a lifetime
I wrote that I will place in my box the shimmer of snow on a summers day
It was magic and I was young, after all.
I wrote that I would place in my box, the blackest horse with the shiniest coat.
I will place in my box, the sound of the sea in a single shell
The crunch of the leaves on an autumn day.
Now, all I want to place in that box is you.
To protect you
To keep you for a life time
If only I could go back.
Turn back the clock to the magical childhood land
Where a box could protect you, keep you safe.
Because now, I don’t have you.
I have the shimmer of snow on a summers day
I have the blackest horse with the shiniest coat
I have a single shell, haunting me with the sound of the sea
I have the crunch of the leaves on an autumn day.
But no one left to share it with.