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This husband and I…
Find ourselves by Goodwill shelves…awing…in a somewhat…melancholy way… Awww…someone collected teapots…or clowns…or pears…someone loved handbells…someone apparently…really loved…chickens… Chatted with an employee…about the chicken menagerie…while she carefully set them on display… So sad…she said…such cute collections…then someone passes away…and the kids are like…whatever…take the stuff to Goodwill… But do they really…say whatever…nonchalant…cold…unfeeling…awing me thinks not…awing me believes these doo dads…still hold meaning… Will always…hold meaning…for dispersed or not…what child can forget…a chicken collection…the Norman Rockwell bells…vintage glass…swung glass vases… See one somewhere…and that loved one is right there with you…forever with you…a seemingly quirky collection…a unique tie that binds…making sure your special collectors…will never…be forgotten… And those daughters of mine…will one day…agree…
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