It’s Not The Bricks…

All the days that were —
All the food cooked on this grill —
All the times that went:
For time just moves on, as it will —

But once, there were two hands
That labored here with love,
It’s not the bricks and mortar that
Such mem’ries are

Made of

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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