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Just an Old Attic

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Just an Old Attic

As we ransack Grandma's jumbled attic 
in her  blatant old house,
numerous ladybugs and even a mouse 
snared in yellow dust, layered thick.

A rusty dress form displays only a hat
and a distant wall sports a battered ole'  bat.
Boxes of antique shoes are
staged in a perfect row.

Scads of newsworthy magazines, 
records of years past,
pictures, fashions of Victorian times
in frames, made of wood to last.

From a rickety stairwell
it's an effort to  sneak a peek.
There's little chance to run around,
no space for hide and seek.

Large lofty windows appear to leak
as the floor feels unsound.
A passé leather trunk
full of winter scarves and such
sits on a mattress, once a GI's bunk.

Ah, there's a large Webster's lexicon
next to pieces of broken glass
from a battered kitchen hutch

A brass rack holds a faded quilt
draped in a heaped mass.
There's a wheel chair, a crutch -
wonder where those have been?

There's Grandpa's old uniform
with many medals, somewhat torn.
An empty silver flask that once held his Gin.

A child's rockin' horse sits alone
beside an honest-to-God telly 
with a cradle & faded numbers 
from overuse of long ago.

A recipe file in a dark corner, 
at least that's what the label says.
I wonder how often Grandma sat up here
after Granddad passed away?

Many old treasures, to her so dear,
as well as her Bible & an old rug
upon which she would kneel to pray.

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  1. Date: 3/23/2009 8:11:00 AM

    The poem does not only bring to light many treasures, but is itself a treasure. Love

  1. Date: 3/23/2009 8:09:00 AM

    Your other poem written is a great poem, congratulations. This sisland boy just loves the sea in it.

  1. Date: 3/19/2009 7:35:00 AM

    Thank you both for your critiques. I appreciate your feedback. You both seemed to know personally about my Grandmother's old attic! They were fun, weren't they?

  1. Date: 3/19/2009 4:20:00 AM

    so beautiful! bringing back a lot of great memories... i always wanted to keep all my stuff from the litle frocks i wore when i was born till whenever... so i can have it in a museam.. i am so full of myself! :)... really cute writing... loved it!! ~ Arany

  1. Date: 3/18/2009 4:43:00 PM

    This is so beautiful and touching. Some true treasures live within the dust of an attic like this. As a child I loved to play dress up and tea party with the things I found in the attic. Such wonderful memories. Extremely well written. Thank you for sharing. Smiles from Lolita