POEM — Little Pots and Jars and Envelopes

 

One day these little pots

and jars and envelopes;

containers of secrets

and truths

 

will be peeked at

and poked through

and assessed

as curiosity grows with shoe size.

 

And this maternal exemplar

will be lessened

as the varying depths of understanding

will demand.

 

And disappointment

and forgiveness

will take its course

as the varying depths of maturity

will allow.

 

And these little pots

and jars and envelopes,

sacred or sacrilege,

will return to being mine alone.

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Alexa Farley writes poetry and short stories in the Georgian Bay area of southern Ontario. Her inspiration is drawn as much from the beauty that surrounds her as it is from her own ridiculous fallibility.