Anniversary

They sit silently
On the kitchen shelf
Resting quietly
Beneath the biscuit tin

Wrapped up tight
In silver sheets
Tucked away
With days
On the bedstead
In their white box
They sleep

Waiting
Patiently
Hidden from prying eyes

Taunting me
Reminding me
Of pity
And contempt

I walk past
Confidently
I tell myself
Convincingly that
I forget them
Accidentally

I savour the coffee
Then pour another
One day will not matter
Two or even three
Surely I will manage

Eventually
When I no longer sleep
Because they have slept too long
I wake one
And down it

I throw the white box away
But keep the very first one
A white card memento
For our fifth anniversary

POSTED BY 3EERAQIMEDIC AT 19:37 0 COMMENTS