Lost Memories Lost Forever

1909 VDB Lincoln CentGarage sales are sad stories of change.

No one makes any real money

no one spends much pocket change

they just exchange sad stories

who gives up a childhood memory?

an obj’dare from a lost romance?

a blanket that held the baby?

the carpet where the old cat napped?

“my friend re-gifted that to me”

it stood guard the corner table collecting dust

but there was no dust

a whirligig and wind chimes that create symphonies

“who’s that knock’n on the door someone’s ringing the bell”

memories cut like the cord

connecting one’s child

memories out the door




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