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Boxes of Hope In the attic there is tensile. Bright and lovely, reflective pieces of fluff to begin the journey. One, two, three, a dozen cardboard containers. I thought we stopped saving, and saved less last year? Everything soon is down. A mountain of maybes, of possibilities. Wrapping paper from years ago, saved and folded carefully. New stuff in a bolt, that has remained… un-opened and untouched for five years. It is especially pretty. I am going to break, the wrapper today. There are left over snowflakes, empty candy dishes to fill, too many. Excellent gifts to go to the home… on Wednesday when we sing. The ladies they lift their voices, like angels. A broken doll, misplaced, in the wrong spot. It will need mending. I can do that. I know more than I want to, about how it happened. But I can fix it. A new home to be found. A story to be written down. No one will read, but it will still happen.

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Date: 11/17/2019 11:18:00 PM
What a beautiful poem I am an old lady with many boxes that I want to find time to sort out as they are taking up to much space and growing as I am writing to you Boxes fill my soul with treasured thoughts and memories that will stay forever, why is it difficult to throw the boxes that will disintegrate anyway Thank you for this great poem makes you think..... Shirley
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Date: 11/17/2019 6:50:00 AM
I think there are many attics like this and your poem will relate to a lot of people...
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Date: 11/17/2019 11:53:00 AM
I hope you are right. We need history and memory and remembrance... Something has made us ... or wants to make us... forget... Have a wonderful day. Ann
Date: 11/17/2019 6:12:00 AM
Wonderful write. I don't decorate any more but love this and it brings back memories. BLessings to you dear friend, Gina
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Date: 11/17/2019 11:51:00 AM
I decorate less... but this year... I think I am going to go all out. I am going to put up everything and donate what I can not use... everything gets a chance this year... everything.... Hugs. Ann
Date: 11/16/2019 8:32:00 PM
Some how every one gets identified with each lines ....it really takes us somewhere in time. The title has a poem in it........ Boxes of hopes....mmm......sometimes becomes Boxed hopes...
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Date: 11/17/2019 11:51:00 AM
A lovely comment. Thank you so much. Blessings on your day. Ann
Date: 11/16/2019 2:52:00 PM
Hi Ann, Great title and comment. Contained in those old boxes are cherished memories. Well done. Have a wonderful weekend:-) Alexis
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Date: 11/17/2019 11:50:00 AM
Thank you... Prayers for your holidays... Ann
Date: 11/16/2019 2:33:00 PM
Well written Ann! Have a great day :)
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Date: 11/17/2019 11:49:00 AM
Thank you friend. Ann