Come of Age

She found a letter

Tucked away in a box

Stored in the attic

With a heart-shaped lock

Its beautiful penmanship

Swirled and danced

Around emotion

And circumstance

It told of a love story

At the time couldn’t be

Only shared in a letter

For their eyes to see

Then kept locked away

For so many years

Until she found the letter

Until she felt their tears

She knew for them

What she must do

She framed the letter

And hung it, too

Now, the poetic words

Freely danced on the page

Their hidden love story

Finally, come of age

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