Closet treasures

I have a closet full of treasures vast

full of clothes, photographs that last

boxes full of my favorite secrets

memories from the past

My clothes are my cover

I wear them to hide

the flaws within,

I am often hiding inside

My closet holds them,

many shelves to look through

that hold the distant memories of me

photographs of those I once knew.

The messy closet holds treasures of mine,

People in photos once in my life

I knew so well, long left behind

Now prized possessions of my strife

The journey I have taken, held in a closet,

Long ago and far away.

until I have some spare time.

I go in my secret hideaway