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They keep me company - 
Old letters, yellowed pictures, 
Quaint artifacts and reminiscences.

I touch them with my fingers
Feeling remainants of the past, 
Somber sacraments my heart has treasured.

They help me through my days - 
While away my dark and lonely hours, 
Taking me on a sojourn to bygone times.

I need to close my eyes - 
Take a deep breath and ready, 
To feel like I did once upon a time.

Happy that my mind 
Has kept the relics of the past - 
Intact, just as they were once. 

The sounds, the fragrances, 
A look, a touch, a smile, a tear - 
I even see what I once could not.

My naivete then compelled
Or perhaps I chose to ignore, 
Maybe, I had not the sense I have today.

The past subtly commingles
With my present and stops short - 
Barred from doorways of tomorrow.

But I carry them in my heart
Those sounds, fragrances and feelings - 
Which leave a smile, a tear and sighs.

Like wreaths upon the graves
Within my heart - that it may cherish, 
That subtle touch of my bygone days.

They keep me engaged
The old letters, yellowed pictures 
Little artifacts - ruins of my past.

Times I wish I could let go
But for strange reasons I hold on, 
Or maybe they are loathe to let go of me.

They are now my companions
Who straddle my desolate moments, 
With pleasure, pain and a deep longing.

Broken fragments of my past - 
Which will ever remain with me, 
I know they will keep me good company! 
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