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Little TrinketsLittle trinkets sit upon the shelf Collected over the years, They are so very dusty A little girl, sheds her tears. Some are family heirlooms Her mother left them behind, Hoping one day, they'll meet again Somewhere over time. The mother left this earth At such a young age, Little trinkets sit upon the shelf The girl traps herself in this lonely, dusty cage. Copyright Cynthia Jones Oct.25/2006 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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