Rainy Day Memories
I found a box
of memories
pushed back on
a dusty shelf.
Buried in the
brittle scraps
were pieces
of myself.
A photograph
from years gone by--
mischievous glint
in hazel eye.
Yellowed pages
penned with love
from someone whom
I've lost track of.
Words of wisdom,
cards of cheer,
that faded with
each passing year.
Time has stopped
to beckon in
the memories--
remember when?
Bits of friendship
put away
saved up for
a rainy day.