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Up in the attic where our pasts reside
that is where I go, to think, and to hide. The room a-light with sparkles of dust tinting the air with the color of rust. Old memories from deep in my past written with baubles and treasures of glass. Mem'ries floating on each tiny grain dancing about and filling my brain. Each thing I remember from my youth has a place in this room, a home, a roof. swirling about in a cascade of dreams dipping and wrapping around wooden beams. My life surrounds me while sitting here watching and waiting for you to come share. DaveyB 9.27.09 |
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I like this VERY much! Good job!
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Nicely written, but I have to ask, are you ready for the sharing?
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Edited by
DaveyB
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Fri 08/28/09 08:07 AM
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Friendship, thank you
Wench, in the way that it's read, right now. no... but I'm still waiting |
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I did the same thing as a little girl
Used to hide up there to read and write Memories |
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Up in the attic where our pasts reside that is where I go, to think, and to hide. The room a-light with sparkles of dust tinting the air with the color of rust. Old memories from deep in my past written with baubles and treasures of glass. Mem'ries floating on each tiny grain dancing about and filling my brain. Each thing I remember from my youth has a place in this room, a home, a roof. swirling about in a cascade of dreams dipping and wrapping around wooden beams. My life surrounds me while sitting here watching and waiting for you to come share. DaveyB 9.27.09 Beautiful as always (D) In time the sharing will come |
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Vivid and haunting
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Really like this write! {{{DaveyB}}}
Gave me a memory of my grandmothers attic. All the treasures and memories hiding up there. Just waiting to be taken out and shared. |
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Gossip, funny thing is I don't really have an attic per se, never did but always wanted one.
LA Mom, thank you. I've little doubt of that. ArtGurl, those are my two favorite qualities to instill. Nice to know I achieved them thank you. MsTeddyBear, thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it. |
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to you too ... Hmmm is that a thumbs up or thumbs down
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good write
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to you too ... Hmmm is that a thumbs up or thumbs down I think it's definitely a thumbs up Davey Nice job hun. |
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Awesome visual- very good description...
"ROCK ON!" |
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pkh, thank you
AngeLight, thank you also. It's always nice to know others have enjoyed. greeneyedlady, thank you and I'm glad you enjoyed the images. |
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This attic of yours
Is a magical place The memories inside Shine on your face The dust may fly In tiny shperes But it speaks loudly To listening ears Days gone by Are the ones you hold Remembering the lessons Many others told Yet here you sit So wanting to share Your future with another And so dearly care In time my friend This will come to you When it is time It will be forever true (((((David))))) |
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This attic of yours Is a magical place The memories inside Shine on your face The dust may fly In tiny spheres But it speaks loudly To listening ears Days gone by Are the ones you hold Remembering the lessons Many others told Yet here you sit So wanting to share Your future with another And so dearly care In time my friend This will come to you When it is time It will be forever true (((((David))))) I take it you liked this one (((((V))))) |
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I especially like it since the attic was my room!
This holds a lot of meaning and I know the feeling of it as I too would sit there and think of days gone by and those yet to come. |
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Nice job Davey!
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Thank you MzEm, it was fun to write.
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