Globe trotting days
Postcards testimonials
Vignettes of past
captured in eternity
Edges blurred and fading
Unfocused stories
play hide and seek
The knot in the stomach tightens
Was I ever there?
Memories gradually seep in
To fill the gaps
Wistful remembrances
A sigh of relief.
Written for Sadje.
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Amaaazing poem! 👌👌
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Thanks a lot, Sahana. 😊
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You’ve set the mood so well Punam. Beautiful, nostalgic poem! Thanks for joining in my friend
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Reminded me of our Europe visits. Seems so long ago. Thanks, Sadje, and always a pleasure. 😊
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You’re welcome! 🥰😍
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Beautiful Punam.. remembered the old hindi song….jane kaha gaye woh din… The days of yore…
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Indeed, Radhika….kahan gaye, wapis aayenge ke nahin, who know!… thanks a lot!
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Agree, really days of yore. Travel and going places has completely stopped and you have written it so well, Punam. Loved it and the picture too.
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It has, Kamal. And we know not when it will be completely safe to travel. Thanks so much. Yes, it’s a lovely picture. 😊
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Yes Punam no one knows anything. Welcome always dear 😊❤️
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you nailed it perfectly, this could be my reflections on travels long past when the world was a very different place … I laminated those postcards as the writing was beginning to fade 🙂
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It sure can be, Kate, considering how much you travelled! You are a wise girl to get them laminated. 🙂
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I invested in a laminator and do anything I consider precious … be careful if you visit, I might try to laminate you 😉
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Hahaha! Your poor laminator will break into smithereens!😂😂
Better to laminate in our hearts. ❤️❤️
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awh well could be good advice 🙂
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little vignettes of travel memories, perfectly said Punam, the little details stay in our hearts forever.
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Absolutely, Gina! They are forever etched until of course old age robs the mind.
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I hope later or never – the first thing to go is often the memory – it would be devastating to me.
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Gina, my mother-in-law had Alzheimer’s in the last few years before her death. My mom who is ninety has dementia. I can’t tell you how much losing my memory terrifies me. Let’s hope we never face it.
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I am sorry Punam, it’s a vicious affliction. Yes that’s my hope too. Take care dear one.
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❤️
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That’s a fun one, Punam. Well crafted and delivered as always. ❤️
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So glad you enjoyed it, Jeff. Thanks a lot. ❤️
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You’re most welcome, Punam. Always my pleasure. ❤
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I think many of us are missing travelling ‘in days of yore!’ I managed to at least do some this year, and I found it so inspiring. But inspiration can come from anywhere, as your poem shows! ❤️
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You are lucky, Ingrid, to have been able to travel. ❤️ It sure can be very inspiring. Thankfully most of my inspiration strikes when I am in the kitchen! 😂
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I had to laugh at this one! I was looking at old photos in the albums and there were some that I couldn’t remember taking or being there… turned out they were ones that my son took when he went on a band trip to Phoenix AZ! So I’ve experienced that head scratching moment…
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Haha, Val! It happened with me too! In a photo in an old album (yes, we still have those!) my husband was alone posing in front of a monument we had visited together. And I knew I had not taken that photo! I kept wondering where I was. Only to realise it was taken before our wedding. 😂
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I enjoyed the time I spent with this lovely poem, Punam. Peace.
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Aww Tracy! Thanks so much.
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Pleasure.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Much appreciated. 😊
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nostalgic Punam…
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Thanks, Mich….😊😊
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Punam, as always, lovely. Nostalgia!
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Thanks so much, Usha!
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You are welcome.
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Punam, relatable poem. ❤ The nostalgia remains. Better times ahead! ❤
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Yes, we all hope there sre better times ahead. Thanks a lot, Cheryl.❤️
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