Remember our meeting, back in the day,
in High School English…poetry?
Christmas that year, your gift to me
… a record album.
I still remember…
not just the gift,
but the giver.
© Ginny Brannan January 2013
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| Original image is by Charlotte Gainsbourg/slightly altered |
The image provided by The Mag brought many flashes from the past, sharing a one, albeit brief. Image has been slightly altered to fit the memory.
Written for The Mag, #153. Tess provides the image, we the story!
Written for The Mag, #153. Tess provides the image, we the story!
Lovely. k.
ReplyDeletewhat a gift that would be...one that def kept on giving....the gift of music...and all the worlds that come with it
ReplyDeleteSo much longing...
ReplyDeleteTo go back to that sweet time of youth and innocence...
ReplyDeleteYou've just reminded me - my first boyfriend gave me Beethoven's 5th Symphony on a record, when I was about eighteen! And I still have it, though seldom play it now. :)
ReplyDeleteThat is awesome!
DeleteI enjoyed this.
ReplyDeleteAwe. I was given a Stevie Wonder album and I think the song I played over and over was "Sir Duke".
ReplyDeleteThe art of memory. Well done.
ReplyDeleteOh, the memories you bring back ... dancing in the gymnasium before classes began, slumber parties, sock hops. Thank you.
ReplyDeletememories indeed....nicely done
ReplyDeleteSweet memory...
ReplyDeleteThat stirred a memory of a single I was given on my 16th birthday - the only Beatles record I ever owned.
ReplyDeleteAwww...high school English. That is sweet Ginny.
ReplyDeleteso sweetly written. and so widely understood
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