In a box
In the wardrobe
Gathering dust
For many years
A hundred plus
Love letters
I can say
They've brought me tears
Some talk about
The happy times
And others
Not so good
I couldn't bear
To throw them out
Looking back
I probably should
Many memories
They do contain
Somethings
I've long forgotten
I remember back
Once when sparks flew
But forget
When it turned rotten