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JulieAnn Senior Member
since 2000-06-12
Posts 754Earth 3rd Rock from the sun!! 
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Sentiments of another time in this shoe box they all hide up on a shelf in my closet high i take them down and look inside the napkin from my first prom the angels wings from ex-boyfriend Tom the notebook i shared with all my friends we would pass it in the hall we'd write notes of heartfelt things of how the knife of love can sting we'd giggle at the boys on the football team hoping they would notice how they made our eyes gleam, we were forever young nothing else mattered to us we knew our lives could never be shattered grown now we've all moved on the days of yesteryear are now gone but I have my little shoe box of all my memories memeories that always bring happy tears to my eyes.... < !signature--> Julie  [This message has been edited by JulieAnn (edited 06-23-2000).] |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
This is lovely JulieAnn! You brought back all sorts of happy memories for me ... I'm finding I tend to reminisce a fair bit lately, and wish so much I'd kept "my" shoebox of sweet reminders ... guess the hazy memories will simply have to do for me. Beautiful, sentimental poem ... Well done! Best wishes and inspiration  /Kit |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Julie, my shoe book is more in my mind than possessions but it is nice to dig it out every now and again to relive the past briefly. a wonderful poem, really enjoyed reading. we knew our lives could never be shattered grown now we've all moved on the days of yesteryear are now gone but I have my little shoe box of all my memories memeories that always bring happy tears to my eyes.... A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Beautiful poem!!!! Now you got me reflecting and in my case the shoe box is a metal tin buried in the Mojave desert four states away since 1976. Maybe I need to take a trip. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
JA..I love this sweet sentimental poem... I too have one of these boxes... and its been awhile since i got it out... thanks for the reminder... maybe I'll find it this weekend. "we were forever young nothing else mattered to us we knew our lives could never be shattered grown now we've all moved on the days of yesteryear are now gone" very cool verse!!! later-gator-girl jm |
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