Life is a Collection
From birth announcement to death certificate
Life is a collection of items saved or tossed
Valued pieces set aside and preserved
Carefully kept along with memories
Bronzed shoes remembering first steps
Crayoned pictures from primary school
A red heart with an “I love you mom!”
Certificates in a box mark accomplishments
Cards from special people for special occasions
Jewelry passed down from mother to daughter
Memories of Grandmother reading stories
Trips taken, cups and teaspoons collected and saved
Photos in the family album now transferred to digital
Grandmother’s china carefully set for special occasions
A box of keepsakes valued only by me
A pocket knife, a baseball card, cufflinks, a bowtie
Memories soon to be forgotten by those coming after
Preserved history like the rings on a tree
Soon to be cut down and chipped into paper
Recording their memories of the future
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Photo of the Russian Dolls and Spike the Tomato : Dwight L. Roth
Read the story of Spike the Tomato on my Amazon Kindle collection….
Roth Poetry 
We are our memories.
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Yes we are… thank you!
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Such a wonderful and poignant post on our memories and momentos!
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Thank you so much… I am glad you liked it.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
Come see how are lives become collections in Dwight’s “Life Is A Collection”
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Thank you for reblogging this post!
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You are so welcome! This was a great post!!
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Thanks…
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Thank you for reposting my post! I really appreciate it.
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You are so right — all we are (besides Dust in the Wind) are collections and memories. We used to have Polish Bushas (your little stacking dolls) when I was young. Those, along with memories of those times, are lost somewhere back in the fog. But a flash like today helps one remember…
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Thanks so much for your great comments. We need to enjoy our things while we have them and if they are treasured beyond us that is great, If not we won’t be here to worry about it! (“All we are is dust in the wind!”) Great song!!
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Your poem made me think that we all just become memories. And time just seems to fly by. It made me want to promise myself to cherish every moment from now on and just try to enjoy life more often.
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Yes, one day at a time!! Thanks.
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