Old antiques and memories
4 July 2024 8:24 AM
Visiting folks with well lived lives
It helps them remember and to thrive
They speak of events long time past
Of family and friends and history gone to fast
They point to pictures and old worn antiques
To them common place but to the younger unique
We look and listen as their stories unfold
We wonder and compare as our own hearts grow old
This was my dads and was used to sow seeds in his huge garden
Now gardens are small and just a hobby to keep our hearts strong and not hardened
This is my son we are so proud of him he comes to see us every now and then
With a far away stare they go on with there story of way back when
If you are so fortunate to visit such folks
Listen and learn and enjoy their jokes
When you are an antique put away and gathering dust
Maybe someone will come by and admire your life and lossen the rust
Copyright © Jasonpoet Boyd | Year Posted 2024
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