Parting Gift
Sierra July
An envelope sat
on the windowsill
Corner stamp
depicting a heart
Yellowed,
wrinkled, unopened still
Thrice
threatened being ripped apart
When years of
snow began to melt
She dared open
it, her hands and mind set
From it
uncoiled a silver chain belt
The one she
wore when they first met
Poet's Notes: This is a story that came to mind and
wound up a poem in rhythm. A tale of putting something off because you're
afraid of what you may find, and discovering the thing you feared wasn't worth
the stress, was in fact something pleasant. I think many experience this. I
just made the example specific.
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