Moving Day

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Vintage Words

 

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If it was only about bricks

and walls, the holes left by nails

sunk so long ago, the scratch on

the door's paint, the crumbling

mortar between stones, then

leaving  would not be half

as horrible.

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The bush planted by one long dead,

the tree that ancestors watered

and preserved become heritage lost.

Itt was not merely a plant, it

was leafy each spring with

memories.

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