An Old Drawer

Fired from the job,

My life, a thunderstorm,

I had lost myself.

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Took the country plane,

Caught the fastest train,

That brought me to my village.

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The old, rusty house,

Oh! My childhood's spouse,

Looking dark under the rain clouds.

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All the rustic feelings,

I was somehow healing,

Swimming in nostalgia.

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And sitting in the corner,

Was an old musty drawer,

Worn weak through the years.

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The love letters and roses,

Photos with funny poses,

All yellowed by waiting for me.

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As I flipped through the pages,

I broke open my cages,

And realized who I am.

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Twenty years later,

Sipping tea with my daughter,

Telling how I found myself,

Inside an old drawer.

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Context- A successful women is talking to her daughter about her hardships and how an old drawer in her childhood home helped her realize her worth and gave her hope to start her own company after being fired from her job.