Little treasures occupy space, fond memories are every place
They don’t come to visit her now, but she remembers it all some how
She holds them forever in her heart and looks around when tear drops start
At little treasures that occupy space and bring a smile to her lonely face
School pictures at every age, ballerinas on gymnasium stages
Ribbons won in spelling bees and a collection of little league trophies
A row of bronzed baby shoes mounted together in sets of twos
Little treasures occupy space and bring a smile to her lonely face
Pages have yellowed with time in the children’s books left behind
Odd statues molded in clay sit on the shelf still today
Dried flowers from someone’s prom, loving poems written to Mom
Little treasures occupy space and bring a smile to her lonely face
Diplomas on the bedroom wall, wedding pictures line the hall
Old letters are safe in a drawer to read again when she gets bored
Little things that don’t seem like much, to her they’re a world of love
Little treasures occupy space and bring a smile to her lonely face
The TV plays now just for sound replacing voices no longer around
An old dog sleeps on a rug nearby, a warm body to hold when she cries
Now she lives in a rocking chair with pieces of the past surrounding her there
And little treasures that occupy space and bring a smile to her lonely face
Sandy, this is so true, and so sad. My mom died June 5, 2002, in
a nursing home, surrounded by her memories. Thank you so much for
your eloquent touch of words.
aaahhhh,es,that is my place exactly,I have photos stuck all over the walls,none in albums,I love them out where I can see them.
Yes they do occupy space and take up ALL the heart.I adored this beautiful poem.
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She never felt safe at home as a young girl, and didn't understand why when she finally escaped she wasn't safe in the big wide world either ...effectively jumping out of the frying pan into the fire!
"Little Treasures Occupy Space", brings revival to the mind, strikes the reader´s mind and inspires the inner heart.
I enjoyed reading and learning from "Little Treasures Occupy Space".
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Jessica
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gypsie
Rodd
a nursing home, surrounded by her memories. Thank you so much for
your eloquent touch of words.
Yes they do occupy space and take up ALL the heart.I adored this beautiful poem.