Lore Me34 - Kleenex Box

On the coffee table near the day-room sits a Kleenex box. I remember the first few tissues that came of that box it was on my wedding day. Grandma wiped her tears of joy away with it. The next time I remember that old Kleenex box being used was the day Sally was born. My husband wiped the river of sweat from his brow. I also remember that Kleenex box being used in Sally's preteen years. The tissues were stuff some where I need not mention. Then I also remember the time I used some tissues from that box to dry my tears of sorrow. The day my Grandma died. Now, although there are very few tissues left in that old Kleenex box; there are still many memories to come.

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