Treasure Trove

Faded now like a clouded mirror, orange themed flock wallpaper

And a feint fragrance of breakfast and summer and scraped knees

Bare feet in the cold utility room, stone cobbles and dandelion fronds on the breeze

All these treasures stored but no cobwebs here

For they are like gold to capture and seize

Retained for a moment for a mind to set free

 

©Jemverse (May 2001)

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