I wrote about an old present from a very special friend. After moving several times, I lost it, but one day I suddenly found it in a gloomy corner of my basement.
In boxes, in a mess
All my memories move with me
From city to city
I carry stuff I don't even know I possess
It's been landscapes and years
But I still recall that seaside town
Where I found
The marvel that brought me to tears
There, dusty, I saw it
That old Spanish poetry book
And I looked
Back to that birthday when I got it
Among such disorder
My memory of you finds its place
And it I embrace
As from city to city I still wander
Now on my shelf
I treasure it up, I'll never lose it again
And back then,
Now and tomorrow to me it opens itself
What a wonderful find! I especially like your closing line. :)
ResponEliminaIt was indeed wonderful. Thanks a lot for your comment!
EliminaThis is a very good poem. I like what it shows of you and this poetry book made me wonder about the history behind this birthday gift.
ResponEliminaThank you very much, Gabriella! The story is quite long, but I can tell it to you if you feel really curious!
EliminaI enjoyed this poem very much. I can feel your excitement in finding your lost treasure. I am sure that it means even more to you after it had been 'lost' for a period of time. I can identify, as I have some boxes of 'things' I haven't opened for a long time. There are undoubtedly a lot of unknown treasures within. Smiles.
ResponEliminaI'm glad you enjoyed it, Mary! It does mean a lot to me, indeed. And yes, those forgotten boxes... Who knows what's in them. I still have a lot to open too. Thanks a lot for reading and commenting!
EliminaI'm glad you found it... funny how we pack our "stuff" and move it from place to place just because we always have.
ResponEliminaI agree. I move from place to place carrying some boxes I have never opened. Maybe some day I find treasures in them! Thank you for your comment, Laurie!
EliminaAw. It sounds like this truly felt like finding a lost treasure. I enjoyed reading your poem. The last lines is especially beautiful.
ResponEliminaThank you very much, Myrna! I'm glad you enjoyed it. And yes, finding the book was unexpected and very very nice.
EliminaI treasure it up, I'll never lose it again - Love that line, and the heart of it, the feeling of never letting go.
ResponEliminaI'll never let go of this book and the memories attached to it... Thanks for your comment, Alan!
Eliminait was indeed a great find...i specially love that moment sketched here beautifully...."The marvel that brought me to tears".........and that promise is a treasure too...
ResponEliminaI'm glad you liked it, Sumana. Thank you for stopping by and commenting!
EliminaWhat a wonderful surprise! I'm so glad that you found it. A beautiful poem to go with a wonderful find :-)
ResponEliminaI'm glad I found it too. It was indeed a great surprise! Thank you very much, Sara!
EliminaIt is most lucky to be given back something priceless money cannot buy. Treasures that were lost temporarily would be most welcomed when unexpectedly found. Had a few of such happenings happened to me too. Wonderful write Mrs Minerva!
ResponEliminaHank
I agree with you, Hank! It's always better when unexpected. Thank you very much for stopping by!
EliminaLove this!
ResponEliminaThanks for coming by to visit.
Thanks a lot, Gail!
EliminaWe have so much stuff we move around with us and sometimes I think "just get rid of that box, don't even look in it!" But then you look... and there's often a treasure you forgot you had! Great that you re-found and re-treasured this book!
ResponEliminaIndeed! There's always those boxes we packed years ago and never open but never throw away either. They keep lots of treasures and we know it! Thank you very much for your comment, Donna!
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