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Let me tell you a story - - -

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Let me tell you a story - - -



And the story goes like this . . . ~~
I walk up the dusty, dark staircase that had been my favourite place, playing with my dolls, make believe, dreaming of meeting a prince; Wanting to grow up, but that was many years ago, many heartbreaks ago, my reason today, Grandma has left this world and all in the attic is mine. The door has not been opened in years, it creaks and groans as I push, I stand in the doorway, hesitating, finding the courage to enter the dampness; The sun filters in through a small window, dust drifts and cobwebs lace the corners, the atmosphere still and silent, like death, echoing of the past as I look about. No one else wants any of this, they call it junk, but I do, I know its treasures, passing by an old lamp, a stroller, a rocking chair, a chest of drawers and bed; Old portraits of ancestors long forgotten, dusty old things, treasures from the past, a peacefulness comes over me but I am searching for something special. And there it is pushed into a corner, an antique chest, long forgotten, it holds the vintage clothing and jewelry, and writings of the child that was me; Things I had treasured as a girl, playing dress up, pretending, making up stories, kneeling beside it, my hand touches the ornate surface brushing away dust. Slowly, I open the lid, peeking inside, everything is there as I had left it,, my eyes fill with tears, memories swirling in my head of that lonely little girl; Dressed up in Grandma's old clothes, writing stories on the attic room floor, stories that will become poems for I have found my lost treasure chest. ______________________ July 21, 2013 Narrative For the contest, Treasure Chest, Anthony Slausen

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  1. Date: 9/27/2013 8:04:00 PM
    Broken... CONGRATULATIONS... in ANTHONY'S "Treasure Chest" contest.. enjoying your awesome win. ***LINDA***

  1. Date: 9/24/2013 3:54:00 AM
    stunning narrative and emotions Constance congrats on win Shadow x smile

  1. Date: 9/24/2013 3:34:00 AM
    Congratulations on this deserved win - memories are treasures so precious and rare to be valued and kept dear to the ine that beholds. Great read.

  1. Date: 9/23/2013 10:26:00 PM
    congrats. love ~SKAT~

  1. Date: 9/23/2013 6:05:00 PM
    A beautiful poem, and you have an excellent way with bringing the imagery to life. Congratulations on your win in Anthony's contest. hugs, catie :)

  1. Date: 9/23/2013 8:48:00 AM
    I love this poem...your images are so vivid I felt as though I was there waiting with anticipation for you to open that chest...beautifully penned poem...congrats on your win :)

  1. Date: 7/27/2013 3:36:00 PM
    lovely nostalgic write

  1. Date: 7/21/2013 8:33:00 PM
    This is a very sentimental write about your glorious past, and a special treasure chest! I like how you portrayed just an ordinary antique chest and made it extraordinary! For in your eyes this chest was super special to you, and you showed this perfectly within your poem! I really enjoyed reading this delightful piece this evening! What a pleasantly harmonious poem, Great Work!!

  1. Date: 7/21/2013 3:18:00 PM
    Now that's a treasure chest filled with love... Very nice.

  1. Date: 7/21/2013 2:50:00 PM
    Constance, when I read your writes, I know for certain that you bump it up a notch, love your verses, take care my dear woman, bless your beautiful mind, xxx