Buried Treasure

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Me sitting on Dad’s lap approx. 1963 ….  ….  ….

Looking back evokes
Forgotten memories,
Buried treasure of the past,
An opportunity grasped
To retell family stories
And to learn new ones,
Query mysteries unsolvable:
Things we’ll never know
Because it’s so long ago –
The script is lost.

Each photo tells a tale
Both known and yet to know,
Truth is perspective,
It’s hard to be objective
Through colours of today.
The sunlight of yesteryear
Warms jaded souls,
Cwtched by Mam and Dad,
Happy faces, not sad –
Safe and sound.

Pictures of the past
Pop up occasionally,
Placing us in events
Devoid of our presence,
History translated into now.
The redeeming power of love
Shines through every scene,
Bathing us in it’s glow
As emotions overflow –
To be reburied with the day.

(c) wordz2go Feb 2018

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