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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

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Date: 7/4/2024 5:43:00 AM
I used to visit mum in her care home, look over old photographs - and talk about items she had in her room, you bought back many memories, a touching poem Jason. hugs Jan xx
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Date: 7/4/2024 6:05:00 AM
You are very welcome. I also wrote a short story about a visit with the people whom this poem is based on. God bless you with a heart filled with fond memories to keep you smiling.

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