Love Poem: Antiques

Antiques

Thirty eight years has gone by
Songs as old as baby's lullaby
Still the two  leather boxes has survive
When she open with her key... to my surprise!

There... greeting cards, flowers and letters
White papers before... now brown colored
Flowers earlier fresh red... now wilted but preserved
Spotless written words ahead... now little blotted

She said they are priceless and timeless
Though, some laughed and said corny and useless
Yet, from any gold or silver to her its invaluable 
For by these her distant love became possible

As this the testimony of her love
...Embroidered and made perfect by God
Her one and only true love
...No other than - my great dad.

(c) Olive Eloisa
2:00 AM
APRIL 11, 2014
Contest Name:	Antiques 
Sponsor:	Black Eyed Susan
5th Place.. Praise God! :)
________________________my most endearing mom.. :) thank GOD.. :)