Within the attic treasure chest
Mementos from the past
Little glimpse of memories
Within your heart to last
Tiny bits and fragments
Gathered in one place
Souvenirs collected
That time cannot erase
Sentimental to you only
Their value more than gold
Melancholy remberance
Their history unfold
An open invitation
To look, to browse,to touch
Recalling fondest memories
And things you loved so much
Poetry by kassanna
kassanna's Poetic Dreams
DeborahMCarter
copyright:200l
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Reviews of "The Attic Treasure Chest"
Reviewed by William M. Sowman
Reviewed on February 20, 2003
I tried to comment and it ate my comment Deborah. You are an exceptional poet and your feelings are pure gold. That is why I have been able to convert some of your work into song. I wish you would write more and then there would be more wonderful songs from your heart. Everything I do is for your
advancement. You are a very special friend.
Bill
Reviewed by Susan Cook-Jahme (Reader)
Reviewed on February 20, 2003
Olden, golden memories glow.
Love your poem.
Reviewed by Gilles
Reviewed on February 20, 2003
A wonderful write!
Blue eyed fish...
Reviewed by The Voice (Reader)
Reviewed on February 20, 2003
It is easy to get lost in time going through the treasure chest. Great write.
Join me as we travel together on the road called "Aging." I will be sharing my personal experiences with you and offer ideas on how we can better navigate the complex byways of our older years. Grief, healing, generations, ancestors, and more.
advancement. You are a very special friend.
Bill
Love your poem.
Blue eyed fish...
Hugs,
The Voice
Sandie Angel :o)
~E
Thanks.....
Jill