Hidden Treasure

Made for WBC contest.

It all began with the pair of pink-striped socks

That, by accident, I found in an old moving box

Hidden in the attic beneath a bunch of junk

Right in the corner, next to the old trunk

 

The socks weren’t mine, that, I knew for sure

I would never wear something so demure

But whose they were I could not guess

And that alone left me in great distress

 

I moved around, searching through and though

For something in those boxes to give me a clue

And so much more I was surprised to find

Like someone’s history, in those boxes was confined

 

I put it all together and at once I was astound

I knew now whose possessions I had found

My sweet late grandmother, in a picture, I could see

With a big smile, pink-striped socks, holding me.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Those old picture bring back memories and if we are lucky. We can have a part of someone special in our life. The poem is beautiful. I like a story with a good ending.
A outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Miss Coral]

Super cute piece. :)
Loved the voice and the rhyme scheme- there were a couple misspellings, but otherwise, excellent job. :)

-Coral-

[Leech Wife]

Great flow! Plus the added sentimental value. Nice work!

[Tomi]

i enjoyed the rhyme.

[Iris Jayne]

Oh! And I'm rating it high[:

[Iris Jayne]

Aww. This was so sweet! Totally unexpected. Thank you for adding this entry! It was great. Good luck