Time for me to pack and go
I've walked the creaky stairs
All mementos there for me
Treasures of my heirs

Pair of shoes that Grandma wore
In her day so divine
Buttoned up and looking good
So stylishly designed

There upon the treasure chest
I placed a Christening hat
One that everyone had shared
So much love in that

Pretty frame Mom sent to me
Right before she died
Photo of her sweet Grandma
Tucked lovingly inside

Little dolls dressed up so grand
So carefully I kept
Remembrances of long ago
I never will forget

Silver flute my Grandpa owned
The one so shiny bright
The one his Mama gave to him
That brought him such delight

Diaries of long ago
That I will sit and read
Journals born with special love
Of life they all journeyed

Slowly as I turn each page
Remembrances now grow
Times of past now live again
My heart their soft pillow.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
Šused with permission
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 These are some vintage photos mostly of Delima Goodbout's (Nowe) family.