I opened my favorite bag of candy again
You know,
The one I fell in love with years ago
The one that provided all the sweet little feelings I could ever wish for
I opened my favorite bag of candy again
Just when I thought it had consumed all the sweetness
It appeared to have hidden pockets with more candies
I opened my favorite bag of candy again
Remember I used to carry that everywhere I went
For hopes that I will never run out of its flavors
I opened my favorite bag of candy again
The thoughts of me salvaging the freshness made me young again
Just like the first time I ever tasted them
I opened my favorite bag of candy again
Old and a little soiled, all it needed was a little dusting
And It shined like it always had, Just the way I loved it
I opened my favorite bag of candy again
The one I stored all my beautiful memories in for the past decade
The thought of it makes my smiles reach my ears
I opened my favorite bag of candy again
Even after years of storing it away from my grasp
I still found unwrapped candies
Lying in the hidden pockets
waiting for me to discover them
With this, I made a promise
To continue to savor all the sweetness, flavors, freshness and beauty of this old new love.
The one that never ran out of my favorite candies.
Thank you for returning, My old new love.
Love this. And the comparison couldn’t be any more precise! It must be true that some things only get better and more valuable over time!
In this case, it is a good thing the character in this poem makes a point to understand and discover the sweet, uniqueness of this favorite bag of candy, or old new love!