Make Me Your Scrapbook

Bind me with yarn
make me a scrapbook
carry all your memories
and mistakes between my pages
Tape pictures of your prom
and scrawl over them with the story
of your very first kiss
and wrinkle my paper
with your tears when you
weep over the very last

Threaten to make me burst
from all the life you have
stuffed inside of me
Let me grow dusty
from disuse
while you make more memories
to look back on in old age
of those crazy times of youth