TIME CAPSULE

So seemingly insignificant;

A small piece of bark 

Sits quietly upon my record player,

Reminding me of a time

Where all was different.

The piece had been carved by man;

From a fallen tree, a rectangular shape. 

Creating a landmark where vision

Becomes impaired by nightfall.

Trespassers beware.

There were few moments that day

Where smiles faded.

We laughed, climbed, and swung. 

It was if all worry 

Had simply disappeared.

To this day, I return

Only to find your outline grows older.

Different faces, though yours was near,

You hadn’t even realized your passing.

I wonder if we will return.