Full of Memories
By Milla L
As it rolls I stare.
So elegant bold and strong.
To you it may just seem ordinary,
But to me there’s a story to be told.
A scent of the past,
Echoing all the memories.
Looking like a piece of furniture,
From an antique shop in England.
This is a piece of the past.
Held together by memories,
Of England, the car and the house.
This is something strong to me,
That connects to my heart.
Summer, Autumn, Winter and Spring,
It’s been through them all.
Flashes of my parents being young.
Like a dusty door creaking open,
For the first time in 20 years.
A tiled ball full of memories.