Old postcards … notes tucked away in drawers.

Hotel credit slips found in the bottom of my purse.

Creased and torn airline tickets … tucked in pockets.

Wooden and brass award plaques, proof of my success?

Prized trophies … now scratched and stacked on closet shelves.

Yellowed, clipped, advertisements, seeking business ...

my youthful, ten year ago, picture gracing their corners ...

tucked, and forgotten in old notebooks … like this one.

Heavy peso coins … clinking in old travel satchels.

Battered straw gypsy hat … stored on closet top shelf.

These Relics … are the proof of my living?

No!

Only the melodies … the glorious compositions

preserved on tapes ...labeled with scribbled haste ...

  dated with month and year, and faded title.

These are Real …

Endless collection of tattered … spiral tablets

different colored ink from discarded pens

Pages spilling over … reaching out

catching my heart message … soul muse, calling me

These are Real

The "Footprints" of My Years!

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