Memories flooding my mind
In scenes of crude imagination
Reflections bent the blowing pine
Bending our view and destination
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Family ties and history
Alter the truth and recollection
Extending joy or misery
Stories so sweetly mentioned
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Fear and faith hide behind the eyes
Recalling moments we’ve forgotten
Reliving the hellos and goodbyes
As soft as treasured cotton
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Faded photos now yellowed and faded
Cherished more now, then when they were made
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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