Old Box of Notes
Love felt
Laughter echoed
Through ink strokes
On scrap paper.
Decades later
Found and read
Laughed and rewritten
Folded then stored
For the hands yet born.
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So it happens to you too? How many folded notes do we writers stick in cubbies hoping time will correct the syntax. thank you for the reminder.