Kimmensity

Madness Is Knowing The Shape Of The Inside, Without A Key.

Precious Things

September 21, 2007

Christmas trees.
I remember trees,
caught in the minds eye
and the minds heart,
all the goofy ornaments I made as a small child.
And I remember my groans w
when mother would insist
on hanging them every year-
Even after I grew up
and bought her silver and glass.
Precious things.

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