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written January 30, 2025

For the poetry contest, Dusty Box of Memories

by Constance la France

Edited April 29, 2025

"Memory is a treasure, once lost may never again be found" by poet As I clean my closet for the last time, each dress, each coat, I handle tenderly they remind of a life that once was mine when choosing tomatoes came easily and, taking a walk, I did leisurely At the back of the closet, there's a box I had forgotten, marked: "Save, used seldom" It's a box of laughter and silly socks, a half-full bottle of Satin Skin Balm, and, a crayoned heart signed, "I love you mom" Brushing away tears, I look more instead Midst the pom-poms, I find a dolly's shoe "My dollys don't talk to me now," she said Just like that, childhood disappeared, I knew I am saddened by how quickly time flew I will begin my new life tomorrow On this box of memories, I'll depend It has my heart and I'll often borrow my children's left-over moments and spend days with their sweet faces, as I pretend

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Paula Goldsmith

Date: 2/13/2025 11:22:00 AM

Back with Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed reading your wonderful write/story again. Great Quote.... You are right, living in the past a lot, probably not a good thing. It is great to have great memories but not if they are taking one over. Have a blessed day with your win as you write away..................

Anne E Sangster - K

Date: 2/9/2025 4:17:00 PM

Hi Ann, I think many of us relate to your poem. Especially those of us in our senior years. I enjoyed reading your dusty box of memories. I love looking through old family photos. Hugs and smiles ~ Anne :-)

Ann Peck
Date: 2/9/2025 5:40:00 PM

Oh, I love to do that, too. And I like to hear stories of the old days. Time has just gone too fast! Everything seems fast these days--but me :) Take care and lots of hugs to you!

Ann Peck

Date: 2/8/2025 1:03:00 PM

Hi Gary and thanks! I do dwell often in the past. It had its own problems that we can easily erase with poetry, and that makes us lucky. It just went so quickly. I want it back, and slower! :) Thanks for your comments. I love your wonderful poetry. You make the past even better.

Gary Radice

Date: 2/6/2025 4:36:00 AM

Hi Ann. I notice that you mentioned in your comments to Paula that you live in the past. I have to tell you that the past often writes my poems. Certainly the long hot summers of childhood do anyway. :) This is a very poignant piece. Life eh? A prize that is given only to be taken away. Loved it. Cheers - Gary

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/5/2025 1:31:00 PM

you did so well and you picked a perfect form to do this in. I ought to try quintain too. Great job

Ann Peck
Date: 2/8/2025 1:08:00 PM

Thanks so much, Andrea. I just love English quintain. I think the two rhyming last lines add strength. But, I use it too often and need to use others. :)

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 2/1/2025 9:31:00 AM

I enjoyed reading your wonderful write/story with a great quote. Good memories are the best kind to have. "Good Luck" You both did this one. Have a great weekend.............

Ann Peck
Date: 2/1/2025 10:11:00 AM

Dear Paula, You're so nice to read my poems and leave a comment. I seem to live in the past a lot, probably not a good thing. :) Thanks so much for your kind thoughts. Have a great day!

Deb M

Date: 1/31/2025 4:55:00 PM

Oh Ann….what an incredibly touching and relatable poem my friend. As we age it all changes and we miss those wonderful times of our children when young and times past. I really felt your words Ann! Written beautifully from your heart….Debx

Ann Peck
Date: 2/1/2025 10:05:00 AM

Hi, Deb! It's funny: Constance said to be emotional and make her cry, and I ended up crying when I wrote it. :) I have 3 sons but no daughter. I always wanted one. I did find a crayoned heart, tho. I think you and I think a lot alike. and I thank you for your wonderful thoughts.--Ann