i’m going on a little trip
not fully sure how far
so i’m gathering all my memories
to put them in this jar

i want to take them with me
and keep them close at hand
so i can pour them on my bed
and wallow now and then

i’ve been saving them for years
they come from everywhere
but there’s enough to go around
they grow only when i share

so i’ll take some out at morning time
and a few more after noon
they’re almost gone by suppertime
spread out from room to room

but as the feathers hold my head
and my eyes have lost their white
all the memories come crawling back
and climb into that jar of mine

then the sun lifts my eyes again
the mercies new each morn
so i share each memory i’ve found
the old ones and the newly born


About Delton

Dad, husband, drummer, cyclist, writer, poet, and Christ-follower. Right-brained dreamer solving left-brained problems. Trying to relate in new and creative ways. View all posts by Delton

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