at least five times a day
but more like twenty
i pass the nooks in my home
special places filled with treasures of connection
a beacon of warmth
emerges and spreads in me
as memories of times past
fill my head and my heart
i always wonder
if the dearest to me know
their pictures, cards and curios
spark a friendly smile on my face
i’m thinking of us in those moments
remembering our joy together
knowing their love connects us
and that our distance could never diminish it
my heart puffs up
with a deep caring for those special people in my life
the bits of them ensconced in the various mementos
they remind me daily of the support i have around me
i will never be lonely
when all i have to do is open my eyes
their precious art, gifts and trinkets surround me
their love always in my presence
I Write Her 
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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hey bocks
unlock the locks
tom covered the pin holes
and took down the sketches
by scott king
why?
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A warm glow can chase away the chill of loss…
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Indeed! It’s a good feeling. 🙂 Thanks, Val!
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Beautiful thoughts, Susi!
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❤ Thanks, Eugenia! I'm surrounded by them! 😉
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You’ve stated the truth that we are always reminded of our beautiful time with our family and friends when we look at these mementos and photos. Beautiful poem Susi. Very touching.
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They get me through on bad days and add to my joy on good days. 🙂 Thanks, Sadje!
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Exactly! It’s a pleasure
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Lovely 🌹
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Thank you so much for that! 🙂
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