My Music Box

This fragile fairy
Theme music box
I’ve had since I was 3.
A glass mirror and a
Silky smooth touch.
The soft calm music
Like the type a ballet
Dancer would dance to.
My Nanna and Grand dad
Gave it to me.

I open up the lid and
A puff of memories
Come bursting into my mind.
A warm feeling starts to
Creep out from deep down inside
Of me.
I get a whiff of my nanna and grand dad’s
House as the breeze comes through my window.

The taste of sweets burst
Into my mouth.

Lots of emotions go to my head
First I laugh, the tears of
Happiness slowly roll out of
My eyes.
Finally I close up the lid and
Put it back on the shelf to keep
For another day.
When I open up my box of 100

Memories …

It starts all over again.