I remember grandma's dresser mirror from childhood
It probably had one hundred drawers at least
Something wonderful, lovely in each one
A dress like a dream and a veil like fluff
Glass beads which glittered in light
Grandpa had probably given them for his bride
Joys and sorrows
Bits of many memories
Delicate and fragile
Hidden from sight,
From the whispers of the past
Lights and shadows
Sweet dreams
Secrets
Sometimes we investigated the drawers secretly
A scarf wrapped in tissue paper was found,
A stack of letters, a red ribbon around them,
A little baby's jacket, children's drawings,
A black lace gauze, a coverless poem book
Everything is completely clear in my mind
Joys and sorrows...
A mark is left
By every one of us
In the hearts of our loved ones
We get to live on
Joys and sorrows...