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My Mom did more fine art work hanging on my wall,
On the stairs, on the second floor, and in the hall,
That is as good or better than that you did see before,
Illustrating her great talent as an artist and more. Continue reading
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In the past, I’ve touched on my Mom’s art so fine.
As she was a very talented artist back in her time.
I have a lot of her best art work here in our home,
Which I will share with you now, before I am gone. Continue reading
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We all have a name that we use as our own label,
Carried down from generations of family so stable.
So we write our names on things for people to see.
I guess that our names are what defines you and me. Continue reading
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When I turned 50, my Mom and Dad did entrust me,
With the care of our family bible from back in history,
The bible originally belonged to the Slatten Family,
Way back on my Dad’s side of our long family tree. Continue reading
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I have a story to tell you about a good friend, so fun.
Who has traveled with me since nineteen seventy one.
He has stuck with me through hard times and good,
Always standing tall very near me just like he should. Continue reading
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As we were digging through that old trunk of ours,
I found an old hand written paper nearly faded out.
It was an old hand written poem from the year 1982.
As Pam read it, I recalled writing it a day when I was blue. Continue reading
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After we took out those small things that we found,
The trunk was empty with everything spread all around.
We took a look at the last things that we pulled out,
And that’s what this particular trunk blog is all about. Continue reading
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We finally hit the bottom in our old “trunk of plenty,”
Which left a taste in our mouths so fresh and minty.
As many old memories were refreshed from our past,
Because we may finish looking at the contents at last. Continue reading
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There really was a lot of stuff in that old trunk of ours,
We keep on pulling stuff out with not too much power.
That seems to be worth writing a story poem to record.
Some old memories before I lose my ability to restore. Continue reading
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We dug down another layer in the trunk this afternoon,
And uncovered things that filled us with joy so soon,
This may be the best layer we have found to date,
If we hit the bottom tommorrow, it’s a time I will hate.
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