I must say

Like the jewelry tucked in its box,

so are my memories of you.

Every now and then I take them out

and dress them close to my heart.

I must say, that if I am to keep them, they will need

polishing, they are starting to tarnish.

Reviews

[JRB]

nicely put, love reviewed in moments of reflections

[PaleWriter]

I agree, the metaphor was nicely chosen. Time passes and memories though never forgotten, start to fade like an unused road growing grass. Nice poem.

[ghost writer]

great metaphor for memories and jewellery! Luckily you can pawn jewellery!!

[Katelyn]

nice message and metaphor. great poem. keep up the great work! :)

[Coyote Poetry]

The old storage boxes of gifts can make us remember the past. I like the calmness of the thoughts and the logical ending. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Lucien Maier]

Nice metaphor, and the message is embedded nicely. Sharp work I like it.

[Cassie Fraga]

mmmmm yes like every stain every name will fade.... beautifully written my friend!!

[Kaylor Mason]

Old memories do fade over time. It's sad, but it's great how new memories replace them and improve life, ya know? :)

[Forest Green]

So goes the way of uncared for metals, especially those that aren't a high percentage of gold, or silver...purity counts with such things. And your poem pays mention to that possibility.

Excellent...!

[Chris]

I understand the thoughts and the reasons... and you didn't give a single excuse.