One Nine and Sixteen - the Attic
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The Attic
Sewing machine, long idle, gathered dust
in this old attic of dear grandma's home.
So dark, a lighted candle is a must;
here in this place, I feel so all alone.
I come across sweet Grandma's wedding gown
inside a wooden trunk, with photos too.
They look so young...I feel a tear roll down
to see the happiness that they once knew.
The war years seemed like only yesterday
to Gramps, who left this earth three years ago.
And here I find his medals on display...
the combat gear he wore is stacked below.
And now they are together...Grandma passed
five days ago...was buried near their park.
Now I, my precious memories, hold fast...
the candle sputtered, spent, and all was dark.
Sandra M. Haight
~4th Place~
Contest: One Nine and Sixteen
Sponsor: Viv Wigley
Judged: 09/02/2018
Rules: Write a sixteen line poem, using the three lines below.
Line 1 'Sewing machine, long idle, gathered dust'
Line 9 'The war years seemed like only yesterday'
Line 16 'The candle sputtered, spent, and all was dark'
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2018
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