The Gifts That Truly Matter

One year instead of gifts we wrote each other poems for Christmas.  I had just graduated highschool a few weeks before here’s a segment of what I wrote.
The dreams that seemed

So far out of reach

The memories we held

So closely

Afraid to let go

Now we know

Letting go

Doesn’t mean

Saying goodbye forever

It allows for new memories

To grow
(C) Michelle R Kidwell

Dec.1996
And Aretha
Refreshing sea water

The blue of the sky

Smiles and laughter

Take all my sadness

Away.
(C) Aretha V.

December.1996