My New Years Wish
It was only when I reached home
That I realised what I’d lost
My jewellery box
Filled with precious gifts
I’d received throughout my years
The memories attached that I hold dear
Did I leave it at the bus stop?
Or dislodge it on the journey?
Was it resting by my feet?
Or perhaps it fell whilst wondering up to Patrick’s street
Where I waited in Brown Thomas
Parked in escada on a first floor seat
To meet my friends ahead of a New Year’s Eve in Cork
My only hope is that it was discovered and not taken
As that would break my heart
Perhaps it is in a lost and found at this very moment
Waiting for me to appear
To many it may just look like things but to me it’s priceless
A collection of moments dear
Precious memories
Held within these keepsakes
Locked inside my head
My heart can still recall the feelings and the story
With each item
Those irreplaceable mind shots live on
The Tiffany earrings bought in New York and treasured ever since
I could not quite believe I owned something so beautiful
Unique to me
From a place only seen on the silver screen in my favourite film
The studs brought by my mother for my birthday, when she could ill afford such things
The plastic ring my aunt bequeathed from a thrift shop
It took pride of place amongst the baubles ever since
It made me realise that beauty can come from the simplest of things
It’s the love and the gesture, the true meaning of these things
The paste earrings, the icing on the top
Bought to match a DvF dress I’d saved up my wages for
This collection may not look like much
But to me they are my journey, my life thus far, a collection in a box
Treasured dear, the moments, the memories
The people I have loved, have reappeared from the other side of this recent loss
So if you find it my plea to you is this, see the lives, the love
Bring back my laughter
My wonder in human nature
It exists
Reunite me for my New Years wish
