Today I returned
From distance's
That cannot be traveled

Today I have
A souvenier

It is a day like no other
Comes only a few times
In a year

Gone is my dead
And haunting past

Today I have
A Souvenier

It is to tiny
To be held in a hand

Powerful in liberating
From Solidity

To Support my gracious
Joy

Howard Johnson

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/souvenir-6/