Brass Music Box

Sep 28, 2005 18:24

There is a tiny brass music box that I was given when I was about 5 years old. It is the first thing I can remember someone outside my family giving me, and I still have it. His name was Alex, and he was a grown-up that I talked with sometimes. It's Swiss and plays an old Swiss song, on the end of a broken chain, tarnished, and it has been with ( Read more... )

moving, serendipity, memories

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childewolf September 29 2005, 02:44:55 UTC
I adore the melancholy tenderness of this moment. Thank you.

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