Forevernew ...

Upon receiving a well-wrapped gift
with love, 
Curiosity thrills and distracts
the desire to remain new. 

On the top right shelf 
it is sitting. 
A silky white ribbon,
hugging a light aqua box.

The box is still warm 
even in Erie’s winter nights.
Closed as a circle
never altered, or stained.

Foretells its uniqueness 
like an infant’s feathery hair, 
its first smile, 
and a mother’s tenderly care. 

It smells like breathing
into your hair. 
A combination of rose,
amber, venial, and you. 

Help me keep it forevernew!

That is true for life, too.
You and I are 
wrapped in a black frame,
with purple ribbon and bow.

Elegant. 
Classy. 
Mostly new.  
Let us be forevernew!

That’s childish, I know.