Poetry - My Silver Box (Poems by Neil Stewart McLeod Book 10


 A glimpse at a poet's treasured memories kept sealed in a silver treasure box. Here are concealed those memories which we might only discuss reluctantly and perhaps in private. Along with "The Flowers of Memory" here are "Do Not Ask", "My Silver Box" and "Come Uppance", touching reflections.

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My Silver Box


I have a little silver box,

And in its private hold

I store a thousand memories

And secrets never told.

The lid is seldom lifted,

And not when there's a chance

For any other person

To even take a glance.


I may not tell its content,

I can't reveal its gold,

The tales are not for others

Not even when I'm old.

Certain of my memories

Will fade away and dim,

But not those that are guarded,

Lying safe within.


For there inside the confines

Is a poet’s precious mound,

Delights and pleasures, passions' flings

There guarded may be found.

The value of their keeping

Could be more if they were shared.

How this heart hankers for a soul

With whom they can be bared.


I still protect those fragments,

And lovely as they are   

The treasures that now fill my mind

Are lovelier by far.

I have a wife and family,

The children I adore

Which reduce to just a shadow

The memories that I store.


I have a little silver box

It used to really shine

Because I’d open up the lid

And look in all the time

But now the luster’s vanished

With the tarnish of an age

And if I tell what’s neath the lid

Folks say it sounds so sage.


I still keep my silver box

It’s somewhere on my shelves,

The host of precious memories

Still lie there by themselves.

I hardly ever lift the lid

And look in any more,

But when I do my treasures gleam

Just as they did before. 


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