Empowerment. Engagement. Authenticity.
The Healing Sonnet
A coat hangs in a closet, stories tucked
in its pockets: mementos of good luck;
Shiny buttons like pennies for thoughts past,
Sleeves long as sighs, wishful that love would last.
Vibrant in the store window it had hung,
passion red, waiting for dreams to be strung
upon its graceful shoulders. And the shape!
Elegant wool, her figure it did drape.
Pull it out! It no longer fits the girl!
The treasure of old memories uncurl
but recede gently. See how styles evolve -
angles, layers! Nostalgia dissolves.
Preserved in photographic anecdotes
The coat is tucked amidst life’s footnotes.
(c) Kristy Kassie, June 24, 2011
