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Jewellery box
By Stephanie Sideways
Not so cunning as a fox
My curious little daughter went uninvited
into my jewellery box
lacking all dexterity
Her path was traced, all in reverse
Back from the latch, that she left hanging free.
A memory, like a secret note, unfolded from the gold
I smiled as I re-hooked and replaced
My heart, too swollen to scold
I remember having the same obsession...
All tiny fingers and bright button eyes
Sneaking a peak at my own mothers precious possessions.
'Baby, are you there ? Come here with mummy, my Sweet'.
I whispered special stories of heirlooms, and lent her some,
for a princess hour,
melting in the moment, watching my history repeat.
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Copyright 2013 Stephanie Sideways
Author's Note:
Swollen hearts and smiles that push those ears back!Awards
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On Tuesday, June 4, 2013, dwells
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wrote:
And she will surely remember each piece and the tale well told, marvelous Stephy!
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On Sunday, June 2, 2013, FadedBlues
(2168) wrote:
..how sweet can 1 poem be? pleasures of the past & present...
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On Sunday, June 2, 2013, Leineco
(59) wrote:
ahhh...the treasure of our treasures. A meeting between our past and our future, our memories and our dreams. All told in lovely rhyme and meter punctuated with iconic imagery: heart too swollen to scold... my mothers precious possessions... lent her some for a princess hour... watching my history repeat ... a story well told.
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A former member wrote:
A very heart warming read, made me feel all warm and fuzzy :) I read this with a smile.
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A former member wrote:
That was beautiful , i loved it
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