Grandpa's Treasure Chest

Grandpa's Treasure Chest  

 
 
In the corner of the attic
covered with a dusty tarp
Was a neat wooden chest
It was stamped 1942
Excitedly I opened it up
hearing the hinges creak

Inside to my suprize
were pieces of Grandpa's life
His uniform from WW II
It was folded neatly in a plastic bag
Treasured momentos from back then
It brought tears to my eyes

Next to it was a fancy box
holding each medal that he earned
Including the purple heart
So much I never knew about.
In my mind history was playing out
like a stack of building blocks

There were antique picture frames
With pictures of him and Gramma
They looked so happy together
He was ruggedly handsome.
So strong and smart back then.
One showed him making wooden games

Then I saw Gramma's wedding things
With pictures of them on that day.
Her dress was so simple yet elegant.
wrapped in a protective bag as well
It was beautiful with pearls and lace
with little lace gloves and vail all matching

They even kept the letters they wrote
to each other while he was away at war
Saying how much they missed each other
Then one special one gave mention
of Gramma writing she was pregnant
I could envision the joy, as he replied, in his note

There's so much more within the chest
But I'll have to wait for another day
As time got away from me up here
and I still have so much left to do
But this chest of family memories
is far more precious than the rest.
© Bonnie J Hollywood-Cutts

I USED THE SUPRIZE SPELLING  because they used to use it that way long ago. When I was a child and I felt it gave me a bit more nostalgic  feeling to it for me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Gulley Avatar
January 15, 2016 at 4:39 PM
A sweet poem of memories my dear pen friend. A lovely descriptive and heartfelt write. Thank you for sharing......Sharon : )
Hollywood-Cutts Avatar
January 15, 2016 at 6:46 PM
thanks for your kind words Sharon. this is something I hope many could find interesting and maybe even reminisce about family memories or quiets pasts.
Allison Avatar
January 15, 2016 at 10:24 AM
What a wonderful descriptive write Bonnie I felt like I was in the attic there with you discovering treasures from their lives:-) hugs Jan xx
Hollywood-Cutts Avatar
January 15, 2016 at 10:29 AM
Thanks so much for the kind comment. I wrote this for a contest a while back and felt that a lot of people might be able to identify with it if they had loved ones in the services.
Turner Avatar
January 15, 2016 at 8:27 AM
Well written, a very poignant tale. Most old vets never talk about their experiences. It was back before PTSD was even thought about. God bless his memory for you.
Hollywood-Cutts Avatar
January 15, 2016 at 12:32 PM
I appreciate you reading this . I had more memories of my father and his services to life as a soldier , then cop and civilian doing the right things. So I took those memroies and went further back for a more sentimental feel. As I had an image given to me for a contest and it was more an antidue than new trunk / hope chest.
Hollywood-Cutts Avatar
January 15, 2016 at 10:31 AM
I appreciate you reading this . I had more memories of my father and his services to life as a soldier , then cop and civilian doing the right things. So I took those memroies and went further back for a more sentimental feel. As I had an image given to me for a contest and it was more an antidue than new trunk / hope chest.
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