The Locket

by Dixiedaisy   Aug 8, 2007


The Locket

I found a wooden box way back in mama's closet
Inspecting all the contents I came across a locket

Gently wrapped in tissue in need of some repair
A fragile hinge had broken from daily wear and tear

Emblazoned in the gold that shielded a tiny frame
Delicately en-graven was my maiden name

Carefully I opened it so it wouldn't fall apart
I gazed upon the photo set inside the tiny heart

A picture of my parents locked in an embrace
Sepia toned outlines caressed the couples face

Opposite the picture a message was exposed
Scratched upon the surface is how my dad proposed

"Linda, will you wear my name?" is how it all began
Forty years ago is when my mama married dad

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  • 8 years ago

    by Scrittore

    I had shivers reading this, it is how I hope that the man I love so dearly will propose to me. I've wanted a locket since I was like two years old. Amazing poem, you really seem to touch many with it!

  • 9 years ago

    by ShootingStar179

    Awwe, dearest, this is so sweet! Is it a true story? One thing though, I noticed. All of your lines rhyme in a AABB structure, except for the last two lines don't rhyme =(

    All in all, this is such a great poem. The rhyming isn't forced and it has such unique wording. The flow is so effortless. AH! I love it. Thanks for sharing, lovely.

  • 9 years ago

    by ShootingStar179

    Awwe, dearest, this is so sweet! Is it a true story? One thing though, I noticed. All of your lines rhyme in a AABB structure, except for the last two lines don't rhyme =(

    All in all, this is such a great poem. The rhyming isn't forced and it has such unique wording. The flow is so effortless. AH! I love it. Thanks for sharing, lovely.

  • 10 years ago

    by Rachel RTVW

    Awwwe. This is the cutest poem! It was sweet and sentimental. I loved the rhythm. Great job!

  • 10 years ago

    by Deana

    This was very touching,people were so much more romantic back then,how great. excellent job.

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