These Hidden Notebooks

These hidden notebooks Under the memories which I safely store Contain more than just my secrets. These hidden notebooks Tell a story I’m afraid to share Too much for this world to handle. These hidden notebooks They tell my life, My thoughts specifically lain In an organized pattern You won’t understand. These hidden notebooks They are sure to be revealed. See the world change before my eyes As they’re passed hand-to-hand. These hidden notebooks Should they stay beneath Or come forth? A poet’s words, familiar, Now that she is soaring in the wind. Words no longer hidden In these notebooks.