Past Treasures Poem by Phil Soar

Treasures from the past,
Lying covered in cobwebs
In a closet somewhere
Forgotten and waiting for hunters
Antique dealers
Searching for tales
Matched to these objects of history
Or memories from a childhood
Or a wedding album
Long lost and full of romance
Yet no longer relevant
Except to family
Who take pleasure in remembering
Though saddened at its demise
Relevance
Living with something lost
Forever
And gathering dust