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Volume X, No. 1, Fall 1982 |
Treasures Of Time
Treasures of time,
Waiting to be found
In the homes of yesteryear
Still standing on the ground.
Memories are their treasures
As we go inside to view,
To try and see into the past,
to see the old still in the new.
Old and majestically standing,
Proud of their right to remain.
Searching for their secrets,
We go walking hand in hand.
Hand in hand,
We walk with time.
And these buildings,
from long ago,
are constructed in my mind.
by Daniel Hough |
by James Heck |
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Forgotten are their existence
By many who wandered on.
They sometimes look back in time,
But they never linger long.
Houses filled with echoes,
From laughter of children's play,
You can almost sit and listen,
To what they had to say.
Musty smells from yesterday,
A yesterday long gone by.
Stalls are empty of all but dust,
the hinges are held together with rust.
This is what is left,
of the heritage we all love,
And maybe it will be preserved in time
with help from up above.
---Cherie Burns
by Larry Doyle |
by Mary Schmalstig |
by Mary Schmalstig |
by Ruth Massey |
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