Today as I went out the door
A friend of mine was coming in.
She pushed a cart filled with lush plants
And plush throw-pillow rainbow-hued.
She told me a friend who died left word
For her to choose some things
To keep as cherished memories.
The green house plants would live for years
The pillow soft would comfort her
But one more thing, my friend told me,
Will indeed outlive us both.
I have the emails that we shared.
There is new immortality
Promised us by cyber space.
Thanks to Enid for inspiration
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Beautiful!
Glad to hear from you. 🙂
Yes! And Facebook photos.
Yes!! Thanks, Eileen.
Thought for half a second the last line was part of the poem…
This was lovely 🙂
Thanks. Sorry for the confusion about the last line. 🙂
Lovely Ina to think of the memories these things will bring that will go on for years to come.
Thanks, Andrea.
Beautiful
Thanks, Dale. 🙂
As long as we have the storage space! Kind of like the other objects you describe, too, isn’t it?
Yes. Thanks for pointing that out.
So earnest. This one really resonated.
Thanks, Heath.