05/10/2020 – Poem a Day Compilation
There are so many material objects
From our younger years, our childhood,
That we manage to let go of,
Never understanding their significance,
Yet hanging on to the insignificant
For the remainder of our years.
They’re not so insignificant, really,
But their significance is just to us –
A cheap locket with a faded photo,
A trophy from a spelling bee,
A dress worn to a cousin’s wedding
Or a teddy bear given at birth.
They are the ties to our past,
The anchor for our futures,
Our life jackets in times of need
And the safes for our memories
That we dare not throw away
For fear of being haunted by them.
They are the parts of us
That will live on long after us –
That tangible link to our lives,
Speaking stories of our adventures
When we are no longer able
To generations we may never meet.
Oh wow. This really gets to me. I have very little left from my childhood and there are objects I would dearly love to touch again. Things I thought I didn't need anymore because I was "grown up."
ReplyDeleteThank you for your words, I really appreciate knowing that my words mean something to someone else. Maybe you don't need to own the possession. Perhaps you could write about it and that is what you can pass on - your memories.
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