THE WALLET

Imagine if I had this one moment,
just a single slice of my past.
I could hold it close forever,
and that moment would always last.

I have this wallet.
The very first gift I got going into high school.
And the very last gift I got,
before she went to heaven.

I keep almost everything in this wallet.
From money to cards to memories,
I never seem to lose it.
If I did, I would be so sad.

I built my own little library,
inside my wallet,
for all the moments spent with you,
before you had to part.

I can open it up whenever I like,
pick a moment and watch it through.
My little library acts as a promise,
I'll never ever forget you.