bag of memories

a bag in the backyard
contained the hopes and memories of twenty some years
in a way I could not then understand

sweet summer evening air
playing in the shade of a pear tree
with hornet’s near

when i found it in an old garden
i did not run
held the memories in my hands for a few moments
hoping that they might come back to life
then buried it again
as it was meant to have been

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