“Memories are contrary things; if you quit chasing them and turn your back, they often return on their own.” Stephen King
Unpacking Unpacking an old box of memories, sifting yellowed papers, dusty cards, a folder of old letters and clippings rediscovered, once kept as keepsakes, reminders of people and events to be remembered, the newspaper clipping of my father as a young athlete piercing my balance, bringing an unexpected unpacking of emotion. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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Ah, yes! The unexpected wave hits!!
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It sure does Ruth
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Going through boxes of memories is often challenging.
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I’m finding it more so these days
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I know what you mean. I have a large box of photos I need to sort through but I am having a hard time making myself do it.
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Yes, no easy task and much delay, me too.
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I’ve had this experience so many times. Your poem captures the feeling perfectly.
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Glad it had that affect, it came from that place which I think is so grounding.
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Lovely poem. In last weeks I have enjoyed such moments with my family 😀
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Glad to hear it Rupali 🙂
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Memories come often These days, pieces of feelings , smell and pictures, flashbacks they say.
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Yes, very much so, thank you Gerhard 🙂
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A nostalgic moment shared and so well captured in this poem
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A difficult one though.
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While it can be bittersweet, feeling those emotions again is one of the best reasons to go back through a memory box. Lovely, Paul.
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Yes, it really is as you say Susi, you obviously know this by experience, a fellow traveller.
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Definitely! ❤
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