Scavenging For Treasure
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It began when I was a young girl, oh I did not scavenge,
in the mud or float in the river but I was known to collect;
rocks and shells by the shores of lakes and rivers, and ocean,
but, one of my favorite things to do was to go on a scavenge,
hunt in the woods, I was like any good Mudlark seeking a treasure;
I called this an adventure. "Where are you going?" mother asked,
"on an adventure !" Was my reply . . .
Now, I am grown but I am still gathering things, I love to skulk,
and prowl second hand book stores and all the junk stores;
and I am not opposed to getting on my hands and knees to explore,
a hidden tattered box, and finding a treasure within making my day;
and once I bring these things home- like an old book, vintage jewelry,
or dish of some sort that becomes my treasured possession . . .
My motto is "just because something is old it still has value"
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April 5, 2020
Poetry/Narrative/Scavenging for Treasure
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