Sincerely, Susan

      THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES

Souvenirs of the living

Gifts were for giving

Stories behind

Each of the finds

Open the door

What is stored

Revisit a time

Memory reminds

Sentimental trip

Love and friendship

Mementos believing

Lost time seeing

Open a draw about

Let the memories out

Remembering emotions

The special occasions

No price tag recall

Yet, most valuable of all

Moments were these

Thanks for the memories

Susan Marie Davniero

THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES
Published Newsday Act 2

I’ve gone back for another look at my things collected about my house over the years, which caused me to pause and reflect on my life.  There is a need to essay the meaning of my things in life’s plan. Memories do not travel through time alone with out the memento, the souvenir, the “thing” saved. 

Given I am sentimental I’ve saved and collected a lot of “things.” I am comforted by a sense of good times and family derived from the things I have saved. I open my jewelry box, a draw, or a closet door and I let all the memories out of a lost time. If I didn’t notice all the stories behind each of my things I haven’t been paying attention. I can open the door to the store house where I packed away my life. Time has wrapped itself around each object showing me the life I have lived.

I can return to revisit my life any time I want.  My things can take me back to my hometown, my childhood, graduation or my wedding day – with just a look.  I can travel back to people and places I haven’t seen in years.   For this trip I don’t need a car, train or plane to revisit a place or another time.  Perhaps, some say it is wise not to look back. Yet, with looking back we cannot move forward; as many memorable times are still happening to us with unfinished lives.

Without memory, time has no meaning.  When memory fails, a souvenir, memento, photo or thing will remind you. Achieving distance helps us to appreciate the good times, the loves of our life, and appreciate the value of life.  Memories are immortalized in literature, song lyrics or remembered in good ole’ Bob Hope’s rendition “Thanks for the Memories.”

There is no price tag on memories.  The stories of a life – think what is paid for these experiences. My favorite things have no real monetary value (such as greeting cards, letters, postcards, photos, mugs, key chains, bookmarks); and yet they are priceless just the same to me.  Sometimes it’s the small things in life without monetary value that are the most valuable of all.

  

Susan Marie Davniero

Published Pink Chameleon
REMEMBRANCES

Taking a trip down

Memory lane town

Longed for the ways

For the good old days

Recalling stories

Nostalgic glories

The way life was

That came to pass

A potpourri of change

Lifestyles range

A journey back

In the time track

What century

It has been to see

Remembrances to last

Of the times past

Susan Marie Davniero

A POETS LIST

Literary no apology

For poems anthology

A hidden treasure

Of readings pleasure

Fluid poetry fits

Of such favorites

Factoring begun

Where to choose from

Rhythm or free verse

Based on preference

Poets likely drawn

Resembles their own

Compiled to select

Of voices dialect

Poetic prose enlist

For a poet’s list

Susan Marie Davniero



Published:  Newsday