How awesome there are those grapes in the store. Nice poem too. I remember my grandmother and mom having a day of making those things and one sat on our coffee table at home for years.
your shop would just fill me with fond memories. i love to wander in stores and look at what my grandparents and parents used that are now considered antiques. like those beautiful glass Christmas balls. mother had them from WWII but they were clear glass except for 2 red ones
PS. Stop by when you get a chance. I want you to read my Memorial Day poem. I think you would relate…or maybe where you live, they still do it up right.
Oh, very cool! I am a thrift store shopper. Bargains are fun. Memories are special. I really enjoyed this response to the prompt--- and I loved the photos of the treasures, too.
Gail, what a wonderful take on the prompt! It's so true, you walk through and see all these things from your childhood or grandparents home :-) Thank you for the smile :-)
June 3, 2014 at 7:44 AM
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People
Shop
Buying
Yesterday
Smiling
They
Walk away
Content
That their
Memories
Are ageless
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Poetry Jam
24 Comments
Close this window Jump to comment formAnd did you buy this? Is it beautiful glass grapes? Your poem is how I feel when I shop!!!
May 28, 2014 at 11:26 PM
as you walk through you can make the ages...so much nostalgia in those places...i love them...
May 29, 2014 at 5:17 AM
Good thing their memories are ageless, as their things will wind up in a thrift shop someday.
May 29, 2014 at 6:37 AM
Yes, so true. Memories are definitely ageless.
May 29, 2014 at 6:48 AM
Indeed . . . memories are ageless!
May 29, 2014 at 7:05 AM
Lovely and true...I'm guilty of buying 'yesterday' and love it.
May 29, 2014 at 7:11 AM
How awesome there are those grapes in the store. Nice poem too.
I remember my grandmother and mom having a day of making those things and one sat on our coffee table at home for years.
May 29, 2014 at 8:56 AM
evoking good memories. sweet!
May 29, 2014 at 9:38 AM
your shop would just fill me with fond memories. i love to wander in stores and look at what my grandparents and parents used that are now considered antiques. like those beautiful glass Christmas balls. mother had them from WWII but they were clear glass except for 2 red ones
May 29, 2014 at 10:02 AM
ah! such a truthful thought :)
May 29, 2014 at 11:28 AM
ah! such a truthful thought :)
May 29, 2014 at 11:28 AM
Love those purple glass thingies.....I would have bought them for sure. I love thrift store finds!
May 29, 2014 at 11:30 AM
Oh boy, do I love that teapot.
=)
PS. Stop by when you get a chance. I want you to read my Memorial Day poem. I think you would relate…or maybe where you live, they still do it up right.
May 29, 2014 at 12:04 PM
That teapot is gorgeous, definitley one for Sunday best.
Lynne x
May 29, 2014 at 12:51 PM
Memories play such an important place in our lives and hearts.
May 29, 2014 at 12:53 PM
So well stated. Lovely and true. Thanks for linking at Poetry Jam
May 29, 2014 at 1:17 PM
Has to be one of my favorite "Gail Poems."
May 29, 2014 at 1:23 PM
And the thing about memories is they don't take up any room!!!...:)JP
May 29, 2014 at 2:34 PM
:-)
Lovely teapot.
Well done poem, Gail. ♥
May 29, 2014 at 3:52 PM
What has become old for some can start anew in new hands! Nice poem, gail.
May 29, 2014 at 3:52 PM
Great poem and idea!!!
Poems and posting items for sale from the shop.
May 29, 2014 at 8:19 PM
Oh, very cool! I am a thrift store shopper. Bargains are fun. Memories are special. I really enjoyed this response to the prompt--- and I loved the photos of the treasures, too.
May 31, 2014 at 7:56 PM
I love that tea pot! If I was nearby, I'd run over and buy it!
June 1, 2014 at 7:44 PM
Gail, what a wonderful take on the prompt! It's so true, you walk through and see all these things from your childhood or grandparents home :-) Thank you for the smile :-)
June 3, 2014 at 7:44 AM