I found our old box
underneath my bed
the letters
the Polaroid's
the quick hidden notes
the souvenirs
oh the memories
of you and I
I couldn't help but cry
YOU ARE READING
For All The Young People,, Poetry
PoezieA book strictly dedicated to poems. Poems by myself, others (given credit), and you, if you'd like to submit. If you would like to submit a poem, leave a post/comment down below or PM me. *Rules for submitting*: -Preferred to have a title, not nece...
