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Treasures Or Junk |
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Eloise Senior Member
since 1999-11-27
Posts 1096Wyoming |
Standing in the attic And looking all around. Things are hanging on the wall. While some are scattered on the ground. In the corner is the christmas train, Still sitting upon the track. While memories of long ago, Warm the heart, as they come flooding back. And leaning up against the wall, I see an old baby chair. It's been almost twenty years Since the day we put it there. Over there are the hippie and the disco clothes. They are tucked inside the trunk. To some they are a treasure, But to others they are junk. Each object in this room Has a special place for me. These old relics that you see here Are just precious memories. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Treasures to the owner, to be sure! Very nice poem, Eloise! Denise |
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First__Knight Senior Member
since 1999-11-08
Posts 678 |
And maybe sometime later your children they may find, Your poems and your sayings with string you did bind. What a true and awesome treasure that will come to be, When they learn the woman who lived inside the woman inside of thee  Share what you are for you are what you share |
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Femme's Father Member
since 1999-10-30
Posts 58Carrollton, TX, USA |
You are very lucky to have the memories left in your attic. For most of us we have had to move so many times, that the memories and the treasures are left far behind. A man's heart often cannot see the light - because of the darkness of it's own motives.... - James David |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Nicely written, Eloise - thanks for sharing those memories. K |
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