Buried in the depths of your
closet, you keep a wooden trunk
that is filled with your most
important possessions: an old yoyo,
letters from your grade school
pen pal, and a picture of your best friend
as a child. Hidden, but never forgotten
treasures that you’ve kept throughout
The yoyo was given to you by your
Older brother. He spent a lot of time
Teaching you how to use it before
He died of cancer. It was his final
Act as a big brother.
The letters show how easy life was. You
talked of books, movies, and videogames.
All the basics, but they had a deep importance
back then. You were devastated when your
pen pal moved and stopped writing.
The picture of your best friend, the reason
you’re here, is from a summer camp you
both attended. That was the summer he
told you what his mom’s boyfriend did to him
late at night. You two cried together.
All of these treasures of a younger self,
When times were supposed to be easy
And carefree, but life hasn’t been that
Kind to you. You pull out the picture
Of your best friend and place it
In your pocket. It was the last moment
You had of him that wasn’t tainted
By his dark truth. It will be placed
By his tomb after the service today.
This is the one treasure you can give
up, because you have to. You can’t hold
onto his secret anymore, so you’ll
lay it to rest with him. The rest of
the treasures will return to their chest
and stay buried to preserve your