ANAM FD May. 2015 | Page 50

Time Capsules Carter Elsass My memories buried in a jar beneath the ground In the same space where I have lost And found Knowing growing up may be the ultimate cost My childhood at last Beneath us all Each belonging gone from the past The last call I remember the days When there was no long lines of grey When we didn't have to smoke to be in a haze From a pack into a couple of strays Time capsules all they are And all they ever were Memories. 50