Moving Again
Sorting treasures, pitching trash,
Like squirrels in last year’s nut stash.
Filling brown cardboard receptacles
Oops, someone must have packed my spectacles.
I’m left with my life neatly tidied up,
In little brown cubes, marked “This side up.”
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- Debbie
- 51, wife of 1, mother of 6,grandmother of 2, friend to ?, generally quietly busy.
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I remember well the little note on your fridge when the Lord had told you 'keep packing!!' however few years ago that was. And now you are at it again!! I wish we could share in it with you all this time too. Your history note lady lived right up the road from us 2 miles.
ReplyDeleteI like your poem and miss you bunches. Happy packing!!