Poems by Bill

I have a box of yesterday's, that I keep underneath my bed, it's getting full of things I did, and all the things I said! It's full of cherished memories, from all my days gone by, and a little place inside the box, lay the dried tears that I've cried! The left side holds the photographs, that mean so much to me, all my dogs that passed away, and my family! The right side holds the hall of fun, concert tickets and such, and ticket stubs from the cinema that I loved so much! The main part of this treasure trove, the most important things lay there, birth certificates of my kids, and each ones lock of hair! As the end of life closes in on me, the box is almost full, and when the day comes that I pass, I'll leave one important rule, I want my kids to take the box, store it in a special place, and also leaning next to it , a framed picture of my face! Now whenever you get lonely, or if your feeling sad, you can come check out my memory box, and visit your old dad!,🌹♥️......B.E.