Treasured Hanky

You are meant to wipe away the tears;Stifle the runny nose;Yet, just thinking of you results in violent sobs.When I hold you in my hands;Your cottony softness reminds me of all that I hold dear;Your delicate embroidery threatening to unravel;Represents all that I have lost.I have treated you unkindly;Tossing you aside in favor of aContinue reading “Treasured Hanky”