The Lockbox of My Mind a Poem by Patty L. Fletcher #NationalPoetryMonth #PoetryPlace

The Lockbox of My Mind a Poem by Patty L. Fletcher #NationalPoetryMonth #PoetryPlace

The Lockbox of My Mind

A Poem

By Patty L. Fletcher

In Honor of National Poetry Month and all the amazing poems written.

Some of them have brought forth a lot of memories I thought long locked away.

With this, I’m having a ball.

It brought a memory up from the lockbox of my mind,

You know?

That junk room,

In which there’s everything,

And nothing,

To find?

When my nephew and his wife’s children were living with me,

I would call the kids with rhymes.

It drove the tween girl nuts.

Which made me want to do it more.

Then, the family had a falling out,

My nephew began doing drugs,

The kids went away,

Taking my rhymes.

My Hugs.

I put that away,

But reading it today,

Made me smile.

Made the sadness go away.

Now, the box is open.

Memories fall out!

All over my mind’s floor.

I can look on them with fondness.

My tears are no more.

Poetry is in all of us.

In music, laughter, and tears.

It’s in the deepest dark place.

It’s in the corner with our fears.

Bring it into the light.

Write a poem.

Make it right.

For it’s the darkness,

Which makes the day seem so bright.

About Patty L. Fletcher

Patty L. Fletcher lives in Kingsport Tennessee where she works full time as a Writer with the goal of bridging the great chasm which separates the disAbled from the non-disAbled. She is Also a Social Media Marketing Assistant.

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One Comment

  1. Tasha Halpert Reply
    April 28, 2023

    Cute poem, good post!

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