By: Ardis E. Parshall - November 08, 2011 Old Things By Pansye H. Powell I love old things:Weatherbeaten houses with moss-grown roofsWhere memories of generations cling;Old china, fragile as the lily handsThat painted blossoms on it long ago;Brasses from those dimly lighted shopsWhere skullcapped ancients peddle hammered wares;Old books where scattered margin notesAre indices to histories never told;Old people who have aged like ivo...
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