Memorabillia

L Lyn Paul Lyn Paul
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On The Old Couch.... The sweetest smelling room Just like mangoes Filled with love, happiness, colour and character I gaze at each photograph That take me back in time Thimbles, Lace Portraits, babies. Laughter captured Not to be forgotten Flowers Sounds of the sea Through a huge shell A gift Who the giver Is not in my memory box A Lizard crafted with gum leaves On corrugated cardboard A Monster Mask, Clayed Coloured sketches of cherished loved ones Memorabillia Of Funeral collegues All saying farewell Business cards My Funeral Pen Photos too of an old special Choir Bursting into song This room, Fills my heart When I see just Where I have been Articles, Amazing paintings Each object priceless All my memories enjoyed On the hardest, Most uncomfortable couch..... Harder than an old school bus Yet This is soon forgotten By the life of memories held in this room My Memorabillia My Treasures Are Pure Gold Copyright Reserved Lyn Paul February 8th 2015

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