Listen

A book of an aunt Who no longer is here Turn the pages Listen Do you hear them cry? Torn and worn down but still prized most This book that is broken It tells a tale of sleeping beauty and her prince And how they live happily ever after But the true story of this book is not happy It did bring joy once to a little girl It also brought joy to her future son But now one look brings memories to painful It sits of its shelf longing to be read again I pick it up Covered in dust and aged by years As soon as I open it I remember Not painful memories But memories of happiness Old memories swift away Leaving empty space for new memories See the book Turn the pages Listen They no longer cry