Things Poem by Paul Warren

Things



I pick things up and feel their power again
As their memories flood right in
For some have happiness entrenched
While others find my tears are wrenched

Just simple things you may say
But I will never give them away
Carefully I wrap these things with each fold
For later when their story will again be told.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Thursday, April 2, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: death,remembrance
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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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