I’ve found a note written with your hand - <br />A little piece of paper in my drawer <br />With out-of-date notes – my little island <br />With a buried treasure – I, discoverer. <br /> <br />I touch gently letters like the blind, <br />As if I stroked your fingers – one by one. <br />Scores of memories come in my mind, <br />I feel pulsating blood in your palm… <br /> <br />I can’t throw it away out of my desk. <br />It’s impossible – it’s too painful, <br />I don’t feel up to doing it – to wreck <br />The return to the past – the symbol. <br /> <br />I hold it close to my chest with sadness. <br />My tears fall down on the dear sheet - <br />All my life, and all my happiness, <br />And a priceless memory – so sweet…<br /><br />Jolanta Gradowicz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-piece-of-paper/
