Family memories
scraps and treasures
preserved on shelves
behind panes of glass
frozen there on the walls
hanging images of our past
of our families, together
many generations, branches,
covered in dust, in cobwebs,
most without note,
provenance
So many will be lost with
the passing
the matriarch, her memory
of the things, their deep
meaning
knowing, remembering
each one special, precious
to her
Who they originally belonged
to
where they had journeyed in
life
the hands into which they
passed
triggers of stories,
feelings,
smell, touch, connectedness
through the generations,
the living of our family
framed, saved, treasured
kept for a reason
living pieces of us
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edited October 10, 2014
edited October 10, 2014
Treasure Case – v3
edited August 3, 2014
Treasure Case – v2
Treasure Case
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