Up in the attic
Down on my knees,
Lifetimes of boxes
Timeless to me.
Letter and photographs
Yellowed with years
Some bringing laughter
Some bringing tears.
Time never changes
The memories, the faces
Of loved ones, who bring to me
All that I come from
And all that I'm going to be.
My precious family
Is more than an heirloom to me.
"Heirlooms"
by
Amy Grant
A lovely poem - and so very true.
ReplyDeleteThank you EC, yes indeed :)
DeleteThis must be Amy Grant the Christian singer. Your son is so cute, and what a view behind him!
ReplyDeleteI will have to look Amy up Ginny. Thank you Ginny, he is still cute but then all oru sons are aren't they? :)
DeleteBlessings, Dear
ReplyDeleteAnd to you Dear :)
DeleteÉ sempre bom recordar.
ReplyDeleteUm abraço e continuação de uma boa semana.
Andarilhar
Dedais de Francisco e Idalisa
O prazer dos livros
Eu concordo meu amigo :) Obrigado! Um abraço e desejo um ótimo final de semana.
DeleteAdorable photo and beautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteSo glad you liked them, thank you Martha :)
Deletebeautiful.. he is so cute, bet he still is
ReplyDeleteThank you Sandra and yes he is just like yours :)
DeleteBeautiful poem and photo to accompany it.
ReplyDeleteThank you Christine :)
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ReplyDeleteThank you Rue, I send you the same :)
DeleteOh how lovely, Denise. The darling photo of your son in England is precious. My, but the years go by so quickly.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness Martha Ellen, they do don't they? Thank you, glad you enjoyed :)
DeleteQuite a memory!
ReplyDeleteIt is William, thank you :)
DeleteLovely memory
ReplyDeleteThank you Diane, it is :)
DeleteHello,:=) A lovely photo of your son, and I enjoyed the poem.
ReplyDeleteSo glad Breathtaking, thank you :)
DeleteA lovely photograph, special memory, and what a great poem.
ReplyDeleteAll the best Jan
Thank you Jan and all the best to you :)
DeleteThank you Linda, I appreciate that :)
ReplyDeletethat is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you Rose :)
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