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Madame Chipmunk
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since 2001-12-05
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Michigan

0 posted 2002-01-28 12:06 PM





Oh how will I leave after all of these years
this home in which my children were reared
thought I'd live here forever and never move out
its so full of stuff I can't live without

I empty the boxes I've not seen in ages
and stare at the old yellowed
crumbling pages

poems and stories I saved long ago
I'd forgotten I had them
they're so very old

magazines, recipes and other good stuff
throwing them out
sure will be tough

momentos of childhood's of children all grown
report cards
and sports cards
trophies and toys
I remember the fun of two little boys

one of them gone and one of them grown
oh, the sadness of doing this
all on my own

the clothes of a husband
who died in his prime
and other fond memories
he left behind

his skis and his boots
they all now must go
how sad, that he'll never again
see the snow

in some drawers downstairs
at the end of the hall
are some old children's clothes
were they ever that small?

souviniers of happy family vacations
a box of unsent Bar Mitzvah invitations
children's drawings I've not seen in years
seeing them now, brings me to tears

I've saved all these things
for such a long time
always hoping
a use for them, I would find

but in all of these years
I never once did
b'cause I couldn't find them
wherever they hid

and now that I've found them
I must throw them out
my new house is smaller
without any doubt
but I guess thats what moving
is all about


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"poetry is life distilled"  Gwendolyn Brooks

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Duncan
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since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455

1 posted 2002-01-28 12:20 PM


My response.  Part 1...First, I hate moving...for this very reason.  I throw nothing away.  I know I'll never need it, I just may want to look at it again sometime.  Why does it always seem to be bittersweet then, when I do.  I understand this perfectly!
Larry C
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2 posted 2002-01-28 12:21 PM


Lyra,
But you were wrong as it turned out,
For all the memories were what it's about.
So one last time you reflected on love,
Bringing you peace as if from above.

So now as you go at least you'll know why,
Leaving is always the hardest good bye.
I'm glad you found reminders of what they'd done,
What a wonderful reflection on a husband and son.

I so admire your courage dear friend. Thank you for sharing the challenge of this change. I truly enjoyed it.

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In Your Poetic Mind
3 posted 2002-01-28 12:27 PM


oHHHHHHHH nooooooo dont throw them out..i fear you may regret that later in life....you have a truth in writing thats so refreshing.... Hugs...


Lauren~


Step through the
barrier of my mind,
enter my soul,
feel my desire,
let my eyes guide you
into the shadows
of my heart

[This message has been edited by Greeneyes (01-28-2002 12:27 AM).]

Chrissy
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since 2002-01-24
Posts 81
Idaho, no I am not a farmer!
4 posted 2002-01-28 01:20 AM


I never throw things away!!  Yes, my garage is full, but I have saved little peices of everything I have done.  just someday when I come across them, even for a second I will remember all of the little events of my life that I may have forgot.  besides the memories in my head, It's all I have left!  and it does feel great to come across those memories ever so often
ecrivan
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since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923
my own state
5 posted 2002-01-28 02:16 AM


You mean you never found where all was hid?
hadn't put them aside and just kept them under lid?
I just think that they were your reminders of
the good times you had with the boys.
You would savor the moments shared with them through their countless toys.
It must have been wonderful to have a mother like you
Who would cherish their son's trophies, repair the odd one with glue
But you would never discard them cause you had to move
you knew their familiar pitter patter was now way out of the groove.
life, that challenge to meet the new and discard the old
Pray, keep their treasures till your remaining son grows old.
hand it to him as a momento of his childhood past
bid him to affectionately pass those moments on till the last


N orth Carolina Girl
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since 2001-12-04
Posts 962
NC,USA
6 posted 2002-01-28 09:52 AM


Lyra,so very special but even with the souveniors gone the memories are in your heart.TAKE CARE!





Juanita

"always have a smile on your face it makes people wonder what you`re up to:

strbbux
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since 2001-12-19
Posts 3859

7 posted 2002-01-28 10:32 AM


Dear Lyra, I read this poem backwards. the second part first and then this one now, but it doesn't change the meaning at all. How difficult that is. and yet it must be done. I still cannot throw out things that really must be gotten rid of eventually. When? I guess when my back is up agains the wall like yours as you are moving. You are moving into a new future, happy with your family, and I wish you the most happiness that you can handle. You are a strong woman. I admire that, floria

Floria

"Alas for those that never sing,
But die with all their music in them"
(Oliver Wendell Holmes)

Madame Chipmunk
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since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296
Michigan
8 posted 2002-01-30 12:33 PM


Thanks everyone for your replies...Sorry I couldn't answer each one of you individually but my son and his wife are here visiting this week and so my time here at the computer has been limited.

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"poetry is life distilled"  Gwendolyn Brooks

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