'My Box Of Memories' Poem by Linda Winchell

In my box of memories,
Are photographs of me and you,
Hand written notes, some done in crayon,
With those three words, ” I Love you.”

Some dried up flowers that you had picked,
From fields along your daily walks,
I miss those times remembered now my dear,
These now more treasured items,
And of our infrequent, but yet loving talks.

You’re still with me, but yet I travel,
In this box of my most treasured memories,
To keep my mind and heart on track,
Of what loving you has really meant to me.

By: Linda Winchell
Copyright: 2009