The Suitcase by Puffin18

Posted on November 8, 2017 by KW

Screen Shot 2017-11-08 at 19.31.53Ancient and stained,
The suitcase stood still,
Waiting…
Waiting…
For its contents to be revealed again.
The rough, blackened surface carried memories along.
Both blissful and blue,
Desolate and empty,
The man longed to see his family again.
Solemn and dejected, the smooth words of the diary
Soaked in his tears
Joyful memories flooded his mind
As he carefully folded the elegant paper bird.
Soaring through the big crimson sky
Sending a message
Of love on wings
As the suitcase sits
Waiting…
And waiting.

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