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A Reflection
by Sals
Simpler times, I used to long for.
As I grew, still yearned for family.
Trying things the old ways, thought it'd be sure.
Wanting traditions, making memories for all.
Somewhere along time, I went through the door.
Grew more, made my own.... now it's we.
Became a tech nut, gadgets galore!
Creating treasures, making memories 10 ft. tall.
© 2000 Sally A. Petty
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