Daily missive breaks into the weekend for Sunday the 13th of May.
Throw me away
Dump me on the floor
Tear me into pieces
Empty out the cabinet
A depository
Full of yellowed paper
Faded balance sheets
Ragged receipts and agreements
Dusted with apologies
Red letter days
When times were hard
But so much easier
Then than now
When every last page
Cast into the fire
Is torn between
An emotion and a rescue
When a final demand
Was a test of survival
A bunch of letters
Unopened
From before we were together
The children’s dad is my guess
They have to stay
They may want to see them
Put safely away
With the births and deaths
Divorce petitions
And medical records
So much of life reduced
To one closed file
In a cabinet
Stored in a wardrobe
Out of sight
Not of mind
Cards and photographs
Will have to wait
Another day
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