Unpolished...

As I walked from The Rabbit Hole...

I glanced down... to see this pile..of Old...

 Unpolished Silverware....

What is it... about...things...

that have...'Surface'...

I polish...little...

I enjoy...and marvel..at the surface...

of old...things...

Wonder... what made them that way...

was it...neglect...

or...simply...years...of existence...

the impact..of their surroundings...

Some...things...have major...Battle Scars...

that no amount of polishing...can correct...

I call that...Character...

others... given...a gentle hand...

will make them...Shine...like new...

guess...Old Things...

are a lot...like people...

Maybe...that's why...I Love them so...

Love to Ya...

I'll be Open...tomorrow...

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Barb C.