My Memory Box
I will put in the box
the sparkling sand from salou beach,
the first laugh from my baby cousin,
the shimmer from my aunties wedding dress.
I will put in the box
a sparkling diamond from my bridesmaid shoes,
the butterflies in my tummy while riding my first
roller coaster ride,
the first cry from my baby cousin.
I will put in the box
the blowing breeze from the woods,
a sunbeam from three cliffs bay.
My box is fashioned from shimmering diamonds,
gold hinges with pearls on top and shells in corners.
I shall travel back through time in my box,
walking down the aisle with the beautiful
bride behind .
ALEISHA EMILY TAYLOR