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A Belated Birthday Package
by Jim MooreFirst, I chose a box,
Something small,
One that long ago
Was passed down from
A lineage of previous senders--
Grandfathers to fathers,
Mothers to sons,
Selected from its sun-streaked perch,
Where, each previous time,
Weathered through the decades of calamities,
Held back the heartbreak of floods--
The tale of each hand-written heirloom a prelude,
Read with anticipation to the treasure inside.
07/21/2007 Posted on 07/22/2007
Copyright © 2025 Jim Moore
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 07/22/07 at 05:04 AM So glad you finally boarded the pathetic ship, Jim! Welcome aboard. I look forward to reading more of your work. |
| Posted by Sarah Graves on 07/22/07 at 08:58 AM I love the generational feel to this piece--almost passing it down to the reader. You make me care about this item, and the memories it echoes. I think some of the commas distract me a bit, but other than that-- great read. :) |
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