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Lost Sounds That Call a Memory To Life

Lost sounds that call a memory to life Loose change jingling in the pockets of children. Baseball cards riffling in the spokes of a bicycle. The clack-clack of roller skates over sidewalk cracks. The clickety-click of a stick dragging along a picket fence. The baying of backyard dogs seeking freedom. The mournful moan of slippers sliding over a creaky floor. The gleeful crunch of leaves under shuffling feet. The whispered call of a windblown dove. Voices swallowed by the silence of fresh snow. The feeble flapping of a tree bound plastic bag. The off key joy of Christmas carolers. John G. Lawless ©11/9/2018

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Date: 11/10/2018 6:12:00 PM
this is amazing, John. FAVE
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Date: 11/9/2018 6:29:00 PM
Love "Voices swallowed by the silence of fresh snow." Very nostalgic, too. Thanks for the stop by, John. Best to you. / M
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Date: 11/9/2018 4:37:00 PM
So true and well described in this poem. Great one :)
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