No matter how long I look at them,
Who ever they are of
Friends or family of mine.

My photos that I keep
In my secret box

No matter how old
Always seem like they are the present

No matter how many hours I read them for
Who they are from
Old romances or holiday friends

The letters I keep
In my secret box

No matter how old
Always seem like I just opened the envelope

No matter what the date on them
What ever they were from
Days out or romantic meals

All those little keep sakes I have
In my secret box

No matter how old
They always seem like they happened yesterday