About Chrissy: Senior Year Poem
Chrissy wrote this during her senior year at Warren Hills. It's untitled.
In the corner of her room
sits the rugged cardboard box
filled with a lifetime.
The lid's taped closed
so that all the memories
don't fall out onto the floor,
and get lost, forever.
She pages through a scrapbook
filled with reminders
of what once was, and
then glances over at the suitcases
by the door.
It's her last chance to say no,
her last chance to hold on.
With each page comes
another moment filled with
happiness,
with each page, falls
another tear.
The cardboard box just sits there,
with no emotion, no life -
but within, the lifetime it holds
struggles to break the tape, and
fights to be opened
What life time is inside is hers,
and what's inside
can only be appreciated by her.
The photographs are more valuable
to her than any photograph by
Ansel Adams, for its her life portrayed in colour.
As she closes the scrapbook she
stands and picks up the old cardboard box.
She picks up her life
and goes on.
To find new photographs,
and memories to be made.
She goes on to
fill another cardboard box.
Chrissy Hartman
6/11/87