The things, the things...
Glasses from Long John Silver
which my grandmother saved
for me
for decades
A doll I’ve had since she and I
wore the same size clothing
Art supplies I use
art supplies I don’t use and
art supplies I may want to use
again someday
And
so
many
mugs
How they anchor us to the past
How they overwhelm the present
How they obscure what might be
And yet
Some things ask to be released
Others wait patiently
for me to be ready to hold them
for me to be ready to release them
for me to be ready
to move
into an unburdened future
(c) 2018, by Hannah Six
Image: Pixabay
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