I didn’t know
it would make memories rollout
like that twirling lottery cage
that stops and releases balls as you
hold your breath and hope for magic.
She died
and left me to create the magic
sorting through a junk drawer
stuffed and crammed
with years of tuckaways.
Lillian,
Poetry and home is a winning combination for you. This is beautiful.
Have a lovely Wednesday.
AnnMarie π
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Made my day this early morn! Thanks!
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You’re welcome.
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Very beautiful — and accurate from my experience. π
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Thanks much! Happiness is a lovely comment to a post on a sunny day π Actually, I think many many people probably have “junk” drawers. Maybe we should rename them “treasure” drawers?
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So true, beautifully so.
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