At last, the surprise I’d been longing for years
Elated, I find, myself in tears
The surprise of light and warmth such
Of daylight and a Human’s touch.
I’m a denim, a pair of jeans old
Left years ago in a closet cold
Had I known back then, I would shout
That maybe I would never make it out
But today we meet, and I rest in your palm
And I lead you drifting into an ocean calm
Of reveries and memories from an innocent space
That was left behind with your life’s pace.
I’m blue, patched up, tattered with a bloodstain
I remind you of times of frolic and pain
Nestled safely in each warp and weft
Are stories of how you laughed and wept
Remember how casually you’d check a pocket slot
And in an old crumpled note find a Jackpot?
I’m not a mirror, I show much beyond what can be seen,
Perhaps in disguise, I am the fabled time machine.
And now we’re old, but that’s no reason to be sad,
I’m a friend, a reminder of all friends you’ve ever had.
I am dated fashion, but timeless memories I hold
Could I, for any price, ever be sold?
We do share a longing, as much as it’s pure,
You can’t wear me, and I don’t fit you anymore.
But it’s time to part ways, lay me in the closet again
Come back to me as you feel, the memories I shall forever contain…
And from an ocean of Nostalgia, I summon a tear ripe,
You hold me close and your eyes you wipe
And in that moistness,
In my dark enclosure,
I fall asleep again,
To this emotional closure.
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