Journey

from the shelf
i pull you,
unveiling a well-worn path

faded finish, dust disturbed,
i place you gently
upon my lap,
and begin a journey
i’ve taken a hundred times –
i always finish
i always return

slowly, the memories unfold,
and i am reliving them:
the red in your eye;
the dog staring at me;
an ice berg drifting quietly;
silence broken by music,
song and dance;
snow falling;
a deafening silence…

i smile through tears,
return you to the shelf
and look ahead to the next trip

© Poetry from the Inkwell 2018

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