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Date written: 04/05/2025

Attic Rummaging


unearthed belongings... 
gasps of pleasant astonishment;
e u r e k a!
white elephants galore...
many treasures, too!
fallen into decades of desuetude 
old clothes and shoes 
to be donated to charity;
some books to be thrown away.
a silver locket, I thought lost;
inscribed with the word "Dreamer" 
on the inside.
birthday gift many, many years ago
from my first love. wow!
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Godwin Avatar
April 8, 2025 at 6:06 PM
Isn't it a feeling like no other to discover pieces of yourself, your past, your heart and emotions in memento boxes, attics and other? Dealing with the stuff that needs tossing can be laborious but feeling the stuff that is emotional is glorious. This poem resonated with me. Just recently I found old pics, 4, and I spent a long time absorbing each of them. Thank you for this poem. I really like your uniform pic / very handsome says this army brat. Poetry hugs ... CayCay
Ibeh Avatar
April 8, 2025 at 8:19 PM
Thank you very much for the wonderful feedback, visit, and compliment, CayCay:-) Most obliged, my friend.
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