WHERE IS IT NOW

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I wrote the poem / lyric below a couple
of weeks ago and smiled at its seeming 
childishness. Snippets of strong memories
we all have but what is this. A song? A poem?

Listening to people in America talk with such
glow about Thanksgiving and family togetherness
I revisited this poem and realised.
It is just that, praise and gratitude to a home 
and people who made it so warm and safe.

So, with this I wish you across the Atlantic a
Happy Thanksgiving and all of us gratitude to 
love given in any form.

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WHERE IS IT NOW

I once had a dream
such a beautiful dream,
But the dream flew elsewhere;

I now wonder, where is it now,
is the ether keeping it away?

I once had a doll from Aberdeen,
I loved her so dearly
She even could say ‘mama’,

I often wonder, where is she now,
did the loft fairy take her away?

I once had Red skiing boots,
they were so very new,
Smelled sweet and shone,

I wonder, where are they now,
are they still skiing, all red?

I once had a hut high among the rocks,
we built it ourselves,
It was a most wonderful place.

I just wonder, is it still there,
home for other young to dream?

All the treasures I once had
that gave me so much joy,
they still make me warm;

I only wonder, as they live in my heart
are they happy,
Knowing they are loved?

© miriam ivarson

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43 thoughts on “WHERE IS IT NOW

  1. This is a sweet reminiscence of childhood and all the things that defined those gentle years. I often regret what I’ve lost or given away but I still have the memories and that’s just as good as a doll left in the attic. Happy Thanksgiving to you, Miriam, even if you don’t celebrate the way we do.

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  2. Thank you so much Sharon, I am so happy to have your thoughts on this.
    I am sure that what we grew out of then came to give someone else joy and
    the strong memories of the love behind the gifts will live within us. 🙂

    miriam

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  3. I love this. I also wonder about those things we lose in childhood. I still mourn the loss of a friend’s tiny felt lion I coveted. Finally I convinced her to trade it for one of my toys. And then I lost it. Not sure why I adored this little creature but he still pops up in some of my dreams.

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  4. Thank you Adrienne, your response is so lovely. I do remember why
    with the items I have mentioned and I am sure deep down you know
    about the little 🦁. Maybe it seemed part of your friend’s love
    for you?

    miriam

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  5. Some memories are treasured forever…your poem endorses them so sweetly and reminds me of many moments of bliss…they find a fleeting mention in my poems, as I have never really put them together. Your childhood wonders are lovely Miriam…that hut among the rocks seems so romantic! Thanks for sharing them.

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    • Thank you Balroop for your lovely answer and I am glad the poem triggered more memories within you. I feel we are rich when the loving and warm memories could fill our hearts each day and still keep coming. That, I think, has often been my strength when hardships came.

      The hut high among the rocks was special and deserves a poem of its own.

      Miriam

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    • Thank you so much Bette, I am so glad that my poem touched you and that you also felt the warmth of treasured memories. That makes us all lucky.
      Thank you for your blessings and may you continue celebrating with your family. ❤️
      Bless

      Miriam

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  6. Miriam, these are the sweetest words, be they poem or lyric, which I have read all day. And it is true that all the things we embraced in a lifetime are still there held together in love… jc

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  7. Thank you Jeff for your lovely words. I am so glad you enjoyed my words be they poem or lyric. 🙂 . Whilst reading the interesting and kind answers from you blogger friends, I feel even more how many treasured memories we hold. They give us strength I think.

    Miriam

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    • Thank you dearly Roland, your comment makes me happy as it triggered good memories for you too. All three stories could make several stanzas
      as there was the history around. So I quite contained myself. 😊 .

      Hope one day you write and include some of your memories.

      Miriam

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  8. Nice offering, Miriam. I have had such thoughts myself, over the years. What ever happened to … and the ‘witch houses’ my daughters built from sticks on the shore of the lake in the woods. Wonderful that, even though others have traversed that landscape, the houses remain. Perhaps the faeries have preserved them. Love this poem. ❤

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  9. Thanks for your lovely comment Bela. It is wonderful to hear about the witch houses in the woods and I am sure we all have some wonderful memories that were so strong they will survive for life.
    They are often tokens of love and joy.

    Miriam

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  10. Your poem is so tender and beautiful, Miriam, and evokes wonderful memories of my own. Thank goodness we have these precious memories to relive every so often. Sending love and hugs, my friend…🌷

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  11. Lauren, your beautiful comment fills my heart. I am so glad the words also woke precious memories of your own. Thank goodness for them as you say.
    To be called friend is special and I see you the same way 🌹🍂
    Hugs and love

    miriam

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  12. Thank you Radhika for your warm comment.
    I agree there is a certain nostalgia but more importantly, loving memories
    form our bedrock. I feel sadness for those who didn’t have any.

    miriam

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  13. This is wonderful! All those childhood memories, and yes, I think we all have those times when we wonder whatever happened to that favorite thing. This time of year, the time of family gatherings, is also time to reminisce. Well done!

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    • Thank you Julie for your warming comment. Most of us have treasured memories and some stay alive forever within us. It is something you could ask family and friends tomorrow. 😊🤗 .

      Miriam

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  14. Miriam, your poem paints a vivid and tender image of a wonderful childhood of love and joy, your favourite items cherished and still so alive so many years later. I’m smiling at the final question … I’m sure they knew they were loved and brought you joy. Whatever happened to your dear doll who spoke of ‘mamma’? BTW the images accompanying your post are pure magic, bringing us into another realm as we savour your words. Can’t wait for your next poetic creation!

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  15. Annika, thank you for your beautiful and warm response. Yes, they have indeed been cherished for long and I love that you picked up on the last question 😊 , well, after giving so much I wouldn’t like them to think I forgot. …
    My doll from Aberdeen, I would love t know where she ended up, might not get solved.
    I am so glad you liked the images, I do rather love them too.💕

    Miriam

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    • JoAnna, it makes me glad that these memories lights a smile within
      you. I am sure you have some memories of the kind yourself and
      they live there, keeping your heart warm. Yes to making many more
      beautiful memories.

      miriam

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