SUITCASE FILLED WITH BROKEN DREAMS
UNATTENDED NOW IT SEEMS
BROKEN HEARTS RESIDE THERE TOO
WITH ALL THE THINGS WE DID NOT DO
JARS OF TEARS WE NEVER CRIED
LAUGHTER THAT HAS LONG SINCE DIED
PROMISES WE NEVER KEPT
COUNTLESS NIGHTS WE NEVER SLEPT
FADED PHOTOS FROM THE PAST
COMMITMENTS MADE THAT DID NOT LAST
OLD RECORDING OF A SONG
SILENCED NOW BY WHAT WENT WRONG
PAPER BAGS OF FOOLISH PRIDE
NOTEBOOKS OF EACH TIME WE LIED
A FADED BUNDLE OF OUR FEARS
CALENDARS OF WASTED YEARS
THE SUITCASE STANDS ALONE UNCLAIMED
IT'S OWNER ABSENT AND UNNAMED
THE CONTENTS NEATLY PACKED AWAY
ARE ADDED TO WITH EACH NEW DAY
Robert Parker Jameson Dec 12, 2008