Panagiota Romios Poet Couplet

My Precious Past

I have a home with bushel basket filled with human delights.
Toe shoes so old that still are so magically bright.

They are winking at me right now here in the night
And comfort me, when I feel a harmful, hateful, slight.

My studio Communion picture is staring at me.
A  much young Panagiota, 
So innocent, her days so  divinelly carefree.

A photoraph of me on that very sad day, my Grandpa died, 
I wept so hard, he was forever at my side.

There is nothing in this room, that has zero connection 
to the past.
They all are still living things, and even their scents,
Magically, almost supernaturally~last and last.

I wish you all happiness, let all bitterness pass.
You are more than the face in the mirror of glass.


Panagiota Romios
4/30/ 2019
9:159m PST

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Jennifer Proxenos May 2, 2019 at 1:18 PM This is a superb piece of poetry, a gem, absolute magic. Well penned my friend, Blessings, Jennifer. Panagiota Romios May 2, 2019 at 2:39 PM Jennifer, many thanks for the comnents..and taking time to post them...,thank you, Panagiota

Tom Cunningham May 1, 2019 at 4:44 AM Everything you have tells a story,a photo, an item that belonged to a loved one. All have their place in your life. Tom Panagiota Romios May 1, 2019 at 7:10 AM Tom, how right you are. I can touch or see things from my past and its like a kaleidoscope from my past. I knew you woukd understand! Panagiota

Caren Krutsinger May 1, 2019 at 12:11 AM Straight to my FAV list, for it is wonderful, and so full of love, I can feel it through the parchment. Panagiota Romios May 1, 2019 at 12:33 AM Caren, thank you for the big honor. So glad you could relate to it.. Love and gratitude, Panagiota