Memory Box
          Torn, forgotten,
lying in dump
            Memory box, so old yet so new
         
Bubbling with memories,
           Epitome of passion, small tinkles
innumerable
          a rose petal, a stem, a thread of band
        
 prized possession of my memory box
           Words missing from the
torn letter,
          But I know each word and its matter.
        
Hug  is felt from some one special
           as and when the box
opens.
               ~Vikki~

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