Secret Store
I know this well worn pathway, and where it leads...
I've been down here so many times before...
I keep all my special memories of you here...
they sit on shelves, in tidy rows, in tiny shiny bottles, neatly labelled -
Each day, sometimes many times a day, I come here, I pick them up and turn them over gently in my hands.
Sometimes I add a few tears, or perhaps a little laughter
and carefully put them back....
So many bottles, and each so precious,
I put them here for us to share when we grew older,
so we might visit each night,
and take sips from them to keep us young...
-Rich Sanders
I know this well worn pathway, and where it leads...
I've been down here so many times before...
I keep all my special memories of you here...
they sit on shelves, in tidy rows, in tiny shiny bottles, neatly labelled -
Each day, sometimes many times a day, I come here, I pick them up and turn them over gently in my hands.
Sometimes I add a few tears, or perhaps a little laughter
and carefully put them back....
So many bottles, and each so precious,
I put them here for us to share when we grew older,
so we might visit each night,
and take sips from them to keep us young...
-Rich Sanders