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Memories For Sale
We sat at the same table that once held
Thanksgiving turkeys
and Birthday cakes
and homework
and science projects
Where we each learned to read
and do long division
and bake cookies
and color Easter eggs
Who knew then that there were last times that we would do each of those
There was joy
and heartbreak
Sweet words
and bitter ones
Laughter
and tears
The table at the center of our lives
now being retired
It was so much more than a table
It was our collective heart and soul
Now we quibble over the price to tag it with
for the house sale
So much more than a table
But so much less to anyone else
$20 for my memories
$5 off because the varnish is bubbling in the spot where I spilled nail polish getting ready for my first date