TIMELESS TREASURES
My grandma left an attic
Brimming with treasures from her past.
Things that were precious to her,
Material things that will not last.
Those things, although, lovely to behold,
Can't bring the kind of pleasures
To compare to the memories in my heart.
They are the timeless treasures.
Challenge Poem
By Mariannajo
© 2008 Mariannajo
(All rights reserved)
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