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Memories and moments Hold each others hands Treasured in our hearts Framed in gold till the day we depart Can we ever learn to let go And leave it all behind Little gifts of love So precious in our minds My mothers name, so neat Etched in my fathers hand The letters brown and fading And yet in my memories they stand. The photo frame that holds them Sepia, tinted old Their smiles still fresh and glowing Both so precious, much more than gold. 8.4.2021 Sponsor: Brian Strand Contest: All yours (April 9) First Place

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Date: 4/11/2021 3:41:00 PM
Congratulations, Carol, for this fine poem about your parents. I just love the nostalgia of sepia photos of loved ones passed on.
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Carol Mitra
Date: 4/11/2021 9:40:00 PM
Thank you dear Carol....Nothing can replace or the sepia photos...much love :)
Date: 4/8/2021 12:17:00 PM
Beautiful tribute to your parents. Strong final 2 lines as well. Best wishes, Brian
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Carol Mitra
Date: 4/8/2021 6:25:00 PM
Thanks dear Brian....much love :)