I wonder what memories I can find

On the outside it looks grey and rusty, lifeless
But what it holds is more than gold to me.

Inside is memories of old and new.

On the walls are moments of time
In the corner lays an old memory hiding
In the shadows
There holds my little sister's old
Rocking horse
Memories flashing in my mind
Yells and shouts of my sister opening her gifts.

I wonder what other memories I can find
I open a box
I see an old camera
Each speck of dust tells a memory.

I wonder what memories I can find.