Today I am gonna visit my buried memories.
Not in a graveyard, no...
Mine are concealed deeper,
So deep that I have to get *****
I admit, it frightens me.
Dig, dive, fly, swim.
There is my lost elder companion.
Reminders of my past.

Kept in a safe made out of  hard wood.
                                             rough    pine

'searching in a dusty pocket'
But I need a key.
Maybe I lost it.
Sigh of relief streams out of my lungs.
Maybe next time.