My Chest Of Dreams

There is a chest which holds my dreams
With sacred stones and unspoken schemes
Documents promising glorious treasure
Revealing secrets beyond any measure
Memories written upon papers and maps
Guiding me back to where time overlaps
Scented with lavender and laquer applied
An old silver coin from the sea rests inside
Favorite photographs in tarnishing frames
Bright amber necklaces from faraway plains
A perfect arrowhead quite surprisingly found
By an old mill’s stream just lying on the ground
Letters and mementoes saved with many tears
Safeguarding memories of the passing years
Books and cards reveal words caught in time
Happiness and sadness shared within a rhyme
This is the chest that holds my special dreams
Painted with sailing ships and exotic scenes
Though only half-filled with treasures and more
It marks time for whatever new dreams are in store

Lora Frikken ~ 7-21-03