Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
How appropriate your drawing, William, for I am very sad today...it is as if you knew~Hugs Dear Friend
And to you, Jan....
.TreasuresThe treasures of a lifetime,the keepsakes and momentos,old paintings and letters and photosno museum will ever see.A collection of the daysof someone’s living, of our timesand family, tightly packed in cardboard boxes.Duly sorted and apportioned, dispatchedand sold away, each possessedof a laugh remembered, maybe tears,a little flash of memory.Heirlooms bestowed by olderlives from younger years,things cherished and protected:Great-grandmother’s rocking chair,war medals and papers,souvenirs, some so rarethey command great price, othersas simple as a flower pressed in a Bible.But the most valuable, the one of a kind,those we can never find again,are the ones whose meaning disappearswith the life and the love, with the when.Like a priceless diamond crushed to dust,the scrolls of a prophet kindling fire,countless unrecorded lives,the lost fortune of consciousness.The treasures no museum will ever see.Copyright 2010 – Ponds and Lawns: New and Corrected Poems, Gary B. Fitzgerald
Gary, thanks for adding this treasure here.
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