Sharing Saturday Forty-One Saturday has shone its face once again. So, I am at last posting and today I will be sharing a short poem with you and my thoughts on the meter used throughout the poem. It is heart-rendingly sad and thought inducing. The poem is below and beyond that is a paragraph articulating my personal opinion on the meter that infiltrates the work.
Come, look with me inside this drawer, In this box I've often seen, At the pictures, black and white, Faces proud, still, serene. I wish I knew the people; These strangers in the box, Their names and all their memories Are lost among my socks.
I wonder what their lives were like. How did they spend their days? What about their special times? I'll never know their ways. If only someone had taken time To tell who, what, where, when, These faces of my heritage Would come to life again. Could this become the fate Of the pictures we take today?
The faces and the memories Someday to be tossed away? Make time to save your pictures, Seize the opportunity when it knocks, Or someday you and yours could be The strangers in the box.
Reminiscing There's a place within our hearts Where we keep our favorite memories, The ones that never fail to make us smile -- And when life becomes too hectic It's such a special feeling To close our eyes and reminisce awhile.
Though other nights, May find us gone our separate ways, We will have these moments to remember. The Clothesline A clothesline was a news forecast To neighbors passing by. There were no secrets you could keep When clothes were hung to dry.
It also was a friendly link For neighbors always knew If company had stopped on by To spend a night or two. For then you'd see the fancy sheets and towels on the line; You'd see the comp'ny table clothes With intricate design.
The line announced a baby's birth To folks who lived inside As brand new infant clothes were hung So carefully with pride. The ages of the children could So readily be known By watching how the sizes changed You'd know how much they'd grown.
It also told when illness struck, As extra sheets were hung; Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe, too, Haphazardly were strung. It said, "Gone on vacation now" When lines hung limp and bare. It told, "We're back! New folks in town were scorned upon If wash was dingy gray, As neighbors raised their brows, and looked Disgustedly away.
But clotheslines now are of the past For dryers make work less. Now what goes on inside a home Is anybody's guess I really miss that way of life.
It was a friendly sign When neighbors knew each other best By what hung on the line! Memories My arms reach out through time and space And hold each memory in place: A creaking swing, a whispered word, A promise only night winds heard.
A little footstep on the stair, A small fragmented baby prayer. My arms reach out through time and space And do not find an empty place. Those were the days, oh yes, those were the days. Your browser doesn't support iframes.If the loved one had a favorite poet or poem, this can provide good tribute material.
Poems can be read aloud at a memorial service, or published online or in a printed funeral program. Visual Tributes. Visual memorial tributes can include photographs, a selection of artwork, and video. Memory Poems: Index: Also see Memories,Scrapbooking and Heritage Albums. Lingering Joys.
The tide recedes, but leaves behind bright seashells on the sand. The sun goes down, but gentle warmth still lingers in the land, The music stops, and yet it echoes on in sweet refrains.
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