A Heart-Shaped Locket For Our Memories

A poem about reminiscing on a life well-loved...

when we've burnt  

the midnight oil  

on our lives,  

i want to use it to illuminate  

a photo album of you and i -- 

a well-tended garden 

a well-loved wife 

& a well-read library; 

but in the end,  

there'll be but a narrow margin 

left for one last photograph 

of our well-wished life 

so laugh, beloved, 

it'll be the only one we can carry, 

       in small heart-shaped lockets.

Author's Note

Sorry, I like long titles. Hope you enjoyed the comparatively short poem.