Garage Sale
So many things we have collected,
that were important to us back when.
Just no way we could live without these,
treasured gifts from family or friend.
Now stuffed in heaps of ragged boxes,
upon folding tables strewn about.
Seems that our real life and youthful hopes,
have not always followed the same route.
Through the years so many households,
we have packed into a moving truck.
In our search to find that perfect life,
these are the things that have always stuck.
They say memories don’t have a price,
but these little stickers say not true.
The small writing tells us that ours will,
only cost you a dollar or two.
So come in and search this treasure friend,
find that perfect fit for your own space.
You can make it part of your life's plan,
build your own memories to embrace.
Because all the things I cherish most,
isn’t stuff collected from my past.
You’re the best thing life has given me,
family and friends will always last.
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