I was recently talking to a little boy about what he had done in school that day and all he could go on and on about was something called Keep a Poem in Your Pocket. As he spoke I was instantly transported back to my 3rd grade classroom where I would probably be seated next to Rema and a group of other girls reading each other's folded paper poems. I recall really enjoying this event and the idea of always having a little piece of something that could sooth me, calm me, and bring happiness instantly. However as I grew up I somehow managed to forget the beauty that a small poem is able to convey. I became more interested in long novels that use complicated words to explain a feeling I could have described in just one. So as I was looking through an old book of quotes I have I found a few poems that I still adore. This is one of them, I don't know the author is or where exactly I found it but all I know is that I love it. I hope you enjoy it too.
These are the things I could not tell you
Things that remind me of you when I want nothing more than to forget
Things that have gone wrong
Things that have gone right
Things that will never happen
Things that are your fault
The fault of no one
These are the things that we did not do and will not let go of
-Love Notes
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