SOUVENIRS

Marissa Kochanski

 

Press my heart

In your dictionary

With a dried out four leaf clover

Under “S”-- for sentimental fool

 

Store my dreams

With your snap shots

In a shoe box flowing over

And the track meet trophies you won back in school

 

CHORUS:

Remember me

When you look back on the years

Keep me in your room of Souvenirs

 

Pin me down

With your butterflies

In their dusty flip top cases

Wipe the glass when I get too hard to see

 

Tuck me in

To your lucky deck

Between the face cards and the aces

That would suit me royally

 

CHORUS

 

I no longer wonder

If you cared for me or not

But I can’t bear the thought that

I’m the one that you forgot

 

CHORUS