A string of perfect pearls br threaded on grey silk br in a silver jewel-case br I'm keeping for somebody else br so don't open it br br A room of carefully-folded br happinesses br but I scrawled 'nostalgia' on the door br so don't go in there br br I know what's in the box, the room, br so I haven't looked for a long time br br maybe I shouldbr br Michael Shepherdbr br