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A Shallow Grave

February 1, 2012
By Shannon123 BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
Shannon123 BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
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It’s a space full of memories.

Shapes, lines, textures and scraps
Lying lifeless and languidly in heaps,
Each thrown aside throughout the rush of life.

They collected under the soft square tomb
A compilation of a forgotten childhood and confusing past
Too far from reach to hold close.

Significance's could lay dormant in our prompt minds,
Memories which had been quickly replaced by the sweet tang of moving on.
Hastily hidden, and happily ignored.

Memories of the soldiers of youth,
Flexible artificial animals and stiff dolls
Pages and pages of drawn out color behind silly title names
A mechanical wonder of a toy, missing an arm yet holding stories rich enough to replace it.

The memories linger as life moves along
Resting in their shallow grave of childhood
Awaiting to hear of the day
That their stories are truly gone.

The author's comments:
This poem was written about forgotten childhood toys and junk that collects under your bed as you grow up. I can relate it to myself, as I usually just shove any stray thing under there.

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