Invitation
By Shel Silverstein

If you are a dreamer, come in.
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A hope-er. a pray-er, a magic bean buyer...

If you're a pretender, come sit by the fire.
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
Come in!
Come in! 


The Old Family Album
By Ethel K. Gosney

Once was prominently displayed
With its cover of red velvet.
Trimmed in gleaming silken braid.
Every parlor had a table
Filled with shellls and a paperweight,
And the album of your ancestors
Anchored like a ship of state.
There were old tintypes of Grandma,
Aunts and uncles and cousins too...
And Grandpa with his cane and derby,
Fancy vest and button shoes.
Yes, the old family album
Once held its rightful place
In an old-fashioned parlor
Amid souvenirs and lace.
So if you're tired of travel
And your world seems closing in...
Bring out the family album
With the tintypes of your kin.


Old Things
By Clay Harrison

Old things are more beautiful
than many things brand new
Because they bring fond memories
of things we used to do.

Old photographs in albums,
love letters tied with lace,
Recapture those old feelings
that new ones can't replace.

Baby shoes, a teddy bear,
a ring that grandma wore,
Are treasures waiting there behind
a door marked "Nevermore".

Old things are more beautiful,
more precious day by day
Because they are the flowers
we planted yesterday.


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